Late night thoughts.

Night 9.

Cupid's indentity

I have discovered the truth behind love and the legend of a floating baby with a bow and arrow, or how people decided to call him, Cupid.
I never would truly believe in other's hand and aiming of a so-called baby angel a.k.a, cupid to decide who my "better half " will be. What would happen if instead of a better half I get an asshole or a dick?  I cannot give a stupid angel the power to choose that. Worth noting that I'm not the kind of person who trust easily.
I'm not saying you guys can't decide on who to choose to find your half. But I'm saying that I prefer choosing whoever before a baby without aiming, like I don't take that kind of chances, and I won't.

My friend Javier discovered something I couldn't be able to discover, but I'm glad that he did. His experience in love started at 12 and it ended with a broken noise and heart, almost the same day, but it didn't last forever. He went through a year completely of problems and misunderstandings, but they all worth it, because in every and each one of them he was saved by his friend, one year later his first kiss and girlfriend, Isabel.
It was at poetry class, with some snoring from their sleepy teacher. They both were trying to do their assignments that were about love, how amazing! (sarcasm where are you?). For that exact moment Javier already discovered Cupid's identity, after being shot by him three times (all of them fails) he got his own theory: if Cupid is not an angel, i mean, he flies and he got wings, yes, it's small, yes, sometimes he works without any clothes the same way God brought him to the world, truth, then Cupid's a miserable bug with some wings-- summary: Cupid's a bat-- So he decided to share that information with Isabel, if Cupid does exists, then he can't be a celestial angel, he gotta be a mouse with some wings shooting arrows all around, causing this chaos of love and dis love in humanity. So the next day, at the same class, before their teacher felt asleep Javier promised to call Isabel when he founds love to tell her what is it like, but one second later just looking at her eyes he discovered that the real love was in front of him, all that he wanted was always there. That's how he got his first kiss and girlfriend.

Cute, i know. Actually something funny about this story is that when they first kissed they both were beaten, Isabel in the lips at her soccer game and Javier by the admirer of his first fail in love, so i bet that maybe love always hurts at least a little bit, right?