Mistaken Paradise

Like a Feather

Sooner or later we all have to learn about love. It may not be pleasant, maybe you have to keep trying for a long time before you find the one but sometimes, on special occasions, we get to connect with the right person and spend the rest of our lives with them, happy. Of Course, it might not all be perfect, it could get gruesome, but you get to do it with the person you love, so I guess it's worth it.

I believe that I just don't think it happens to all of us, maybe not even half of us, perhaps less than that, much less. Something like every eight people from a million in the whole wide world might find it and twenty people every year might think they found it. They are the lucky ones but that's not certain. You never know if that person is "the one," the one you'll spend the rest of your life with, so why even believe in love?

Why try so hard to find it if it might not even be there for you?

So, I try to be open-minded and believe that people do fall in love every day but not limit myself to think it might happen to me and I'll live happily ever after. It seems too easy to just believe in love and pretends that you will find it, sooner or later but you will find it, no matter what.

Maybe all those people that fall in love had to go through a lot to be where they are, and it could be, that they had to give up many things they loved and enjoyed, do wrong things for good selfish reasons and give real love a chance. But we really can't know for certain; we just have to try.

Look at me for example; I'm 18, I'm currently single and haven't found love, not see it coming anytime soon anyways. Don't get me wrong, I've had girlfriends, loved them very much, but I've never been in love with them...any of them.

Even though, I've been through many, many embarrassing situations; I keep trying without pushing it too hard because when you rush it, something has to go wrong. I learned that the hard way by falling for my best friends' girlfriend Anna but I didn't know then, so it's not entirely my fault.

Anyways she wanted to keep it a secret because "She wasn't sure about us." I think it meant that she didn't know who to choose between us, I don't know what bullshit she used to say to my best friend, but I never had the courage of asking him, imagine why...

Well, the thing is that I thought she was perfect, I thought she was the one and didn't want to lose her so I invited her to my house so we could talk and see how it ended.

While I was waiting, I was practicing what was I going to say. It was very hard; maybe I should've taken that as a sign. It shouldn't be that hard if it were true love.

DIINNG DONNNGGG!

-"That must be her" I remember saying to myself.

My stomach was going crazy while I rushed to the door.

Sometimes I think about "what if." What if she had arrived earlier, what if I didn't go through this crazy idea, what if my best friend had never shown up.

It's funny how things fall altogether, all of the sudden, how life messes with you.

I finally got to the door; it was time to open it, give love a chance and hope for the best.

I took a deep breath and slowly, fretfully I open the door.

- "Hey, bab--" I said very confusedly, unable to finish my sentence.

- "Hey M.J, dude how are you?" He said very playfully.

Even though I wasn't expecting him, I just couldn't throw him out, and besides, he was my best friend, I was kind of happy he was there to hear.

- Hey, I'm doing fine. Come in."

- "Yeah sure, I was planning on it."

He smiled.