Friday, September 12, 2008

belonging

QUOTE
"Why do we even bother? Why do we make ourselves so open to such easy damage? Is it all loneliness? Is it fear? Or is it just to experiance those narcotic moments of belonging with someone else?"
-Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist, Rachel Cohen and

this sums up the questions i've been asking myself lately. why do we love when we know that it will end up with a break up? i didn't quite understand this. i don't think anybody truely does, but this book got it at least a little right.

i think part of the reason we love is to belong to someone else. to be theirs and to have someone be yours. it feels good and right. something you don't want to give up. no one but a lover can quite fulfill this role.

perhaps, it is as the quote hints. a mixture between lonliness and fear. lonliness... it's not fun for anyone to be alone, but if you share your thoughts and feelings and waking moments with someone else it makes them all more real. to you and to the world. fear... of lonliness. of not belonging. of belonging. of giving yourself up. of not giving anything. of darkness. of light. there are a hundred reasons to fear. and loving someone else is one of them.

i'm not going to give any advice. i just know that belonging to someone (anyone) is worht all the shit afterwards.

hayley

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I agree that we love because it gives us the sense of belonging. When we are in love, we truly believe that nothing can be wrong in the world when we have found someone so right. Some of us want it so badly that we don't think about anything else. That can keep us from seeing that the one we love isn't right for us. But we try anyway. Eventually, though, we do find the one who is right for us. Then nothing else matters.

Anonymous said...

We bother because we are biologically predisposed to saving the species. But being in love is amazing. You should know that there is nothing to rival it. Even heartbreak has it's merits. You gain an appreciation for the friends who are there to let you cry on their shoulders. And someday, we can all find love, if we look hard enough, and we will agree that all the bad times are worth it.