Love??

Wikipedia defines love as any of a number of emotions related to a sense of strong affection and attachment. Some define love as a mare illusion made by us humans based on what we read in books and what we see in movies. Yet somehow, if it were just a simple illusion of the heart, why and how could it hurt so much? I like someone. A almost special someone. But I am not blinded by my heart and am very much aware that this unfortunate crush of mine is not perfect person and is by no means a suitable candidate in my books. This person is both dense and childish beyond my wildest imagination.

But nevermind about that now. Right now, I wish to tell you dear blog, about someone else. Another completely and entirely different story. A story of a friend who has a maddening crush on his closest freind. His whole Facebook account is filled to the brim with feelings of remorse over something he did. What exactly he did, I know not. Sadly for him, she doesn't want to talk to him anymore because of a silly mistake he had made. He is torn to bits and I cannot stand it any longer. I said maddening because it is not only torturing him but it has put off my entire day seeing someone as unhappy as I see him now. Has everyone forgotten the phrase 'Forgive and forget'? His sadness effects me somehow. It effects me because I never had anyone to confide to when I was feeling wretched about some silly highschool love. Even now nobody knows that I have a crush. I have been lting all this time by saying that I have never had a crush in all my life. In truth, I just cannot bring myself to the hummiliation of liking someone when that person has no feelings whatsoever towards me.
Everything my love sick friend says and the way he sulks just puts me off. I wish he would just shut up and either move on or just go for her. I cannot stand the whining and the complaining nor the 'I wish I was dead' sign written all over his face. There is absolutely no time like the present so if he wants to get something done, he should do it now before it eats him up even more. Perhaps I am being selfish by thinking that just because I suffered at the hands of 'love' without a shoulder to lean on, it gives me the right to feel sick at the thought of him whining to other people about his problems. But seriously man!! Do something about it!! Don't just cry and think that everything will be alright once you are done crying to your heart's content.
What really bothers me is that he has very conveniently placed the tormenting topic of love on my otherwise contented mind. Love is unexpected, unpredictable and yet somehow worth it. But it is only woth it if you work for it. So my advice to you is this; just go for it and never look back. Life is too short to spend time thinking of 'what if'.