Friction: My-Blog-That’s-Not-A-Blog (Part 2)

May 5, 2011  
Filed under Opinions

Four sets of eyes, all on me.  I put on my best “don’t you wish you were me smile” and didn’t say a word. I kept walking. Faster. I let the arrogance choke itself out. Dodging all the theatre props laid out lazily on the way to the band hall, I let my mind muse about what it would’ve been like to have kept up with theatre. 

Finally, after dodging people who poured like faucet into the hall, and narrowly avoid knocking over props, I see the only thing I wanted to see all morning. My face goes from the fake smile to that of true bliss.

I count seconds till she reaches me, one, two, three…
before I know it I’m in rhythm with her steps.

This was why those eyes stared at me, why they blamed me, why they hated me. This was why I couldn’t give them an inch of ground. It was all because I refused to stand by and let them make her miserable.

Her smile lit up the entire room. They’ve written lots of songs about girls and teenage romances, but I have yet to hear one that described this one.

But then again, who doesn’t think that about their relationship, how they are fully in love with their partner, and they just can’t live without them. But then their relationships last only weeks.

I look at her perfectly crystal blue eyes, they look like they were crafted by only the most masterful craftsman. Continuing our idle chit chat, barely containing our laughter through out.

A beat.

How could this feeling in my chest be dismissed as simple hormones? 
How could you explain the butterflies in my stomach? Or the fact that it’s never happened before, I’m a pretty level headed guy. I don’t lose my head over the tiniest thing. Generally, I know what I’m doing.  

However, it seems no matter how much she makes my head spin and the world makes sense  that at the end of the day there is always a new antagonist.

I can hardly say these people matter, or that they bother us much. We have the belief that karma gets us all. Why get all in a fuss over what other people are doing, or saying. They don’t matter to us, so why should we care? Why should anyone care? Do other people’s opinions really matter so much as to risk a relationship over it?

I know my answer is no, but what happens when people accuse you of severe wrong-doing and the consequence of that action is your relationship? What is the fine line that separates what should bring about reaction, and what should just be ignored?

I knew getting into this that there would be a resistance of sorts, and I was prepared to stand strong, and I have. I say with confidence that they are on their heels, not because I have done something aggressive, but that I haven’t given an inch of ground to anyone.

But what I didn’t know was how many people were out for others happiness. I don’t understand why people hate other people’s relationships, even though it doesn’t even affect them. Why must others attempt to destroy what others work so hard for? There’s a fine line between jealousy and just pure spite.

I refuse to let my relationship go down without a good fight. They say all good things must end, but I don’t believe that, especially when it comes to human relationships. We were given the ability to care for others through thick and thin, and most of us do. So why is that when we see others happy just being together; we may feel disgusted. Even people who have someone for themselves. It seems like people thought the top of the world was awfully crowded so they just started pushing people off. We have the capacity to love and be happy for other people, so why don’t we? It’s pretty simple; everyone gets their own, so why must we deny others of what they deserve?

When you’re reading this, ask yourself why, ask others why. Think about that answer. Put yourself in their shoes. Sounds cheesy and clichéd, but do it. How would you like someone else dictating and imposing on your relationship? All because you are happy. What reason and what right would give you the authority to say who is happy with whom? Last I checked, there hasn’t been a second coming, there hasn’t been some supreme deity crashing on earth, or some heavenly decree saying anyone had that ability, so mind your own, and let others mind theirs. I’m tired of seeing people miserable because other people’s jealousy. And I would sooner take a thousand lashes then do that to someone else, and I sure as the sky is blue am not going to let it happen to me.