Over Sundaes
I wonder what people are willing to give up for love. Last night, I went to see one of my closest friend. For almost an hour and a half, we busied ourselves with sodium, sugar and cholesterol. Then, we started talking The Talk.
I realized that though we both just graduated from college, we are at different stages of our lives. Here I am worrying about my purposeless writings at work and at home, busying myself with mundane things and trying to catch up on sleep during the weekends. She on the other hand, worries about when she’ll be able to have her much needed check -up, how she’ll be able to pay her bills and greatly considering a change of religion for the man she loves.
Sacrifices. What am I willing to give up in the name of love? I started asking myself silently while my friend rants about her relationship. There she was thinking about life changing decisions while I sat across her wondering if her chocolate sundae tastes much better than the caramel flavored ice cream I got.
I’m not an expert on relationships but I’ve had my few share of troubles and heartaches. Listening to my friend lay out her plans made my sacrifices seemed so meaningless. For me to give up something I’ve believed in since I learned how to count my 1,2,3 and read my first A-B-C is like making me cut off my hands and still expect me to be able to write. There’s just no way of having both, writing and my hands.
Our conversation was interrupted by my need of a cigarette to let all my tribulations be smoked out of myself. We never touched on the topic again after my cigarette was gone, but the subject stuck to my head until I woke up this morning and got ready for work.
Faith and Religion. Can you change the latter and keep the former?
Sacrifices and Love. Can you have one without the other?
I thought if one love is so great, it would supercede all problems and erase all sacrifices; that a sacrifice wouldn’t feel like one when you’re doing it for love. Maybe that’s just me and my hopeless romantic self. *sigh*
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