As I sit here at the top of the roller coaster, all clinks have stopped. My heart pounding in my ears is all that I can hear. The breeze blows a little harder up here… But I guess thats because there’s less things to get in the way right now. Tomorrow, the locks release, and this roller coaster will be at its steepest decline. Tomorrow, I will go to the airport, and get on a one way flight to Korea.
Maybe its the reflective side of me that felt like writing this right now, maybe its just my heart speaking to me so loud I need to get the words out… Who knows. Anyway, today I wanted to share my thoughts on the most written about, sang about, and thought about topic in all of humanity – true love. What is it? What makes it true? Why is everyone always trying so hard to find it?
Well, to the first questions, true love is pretty simple. It is love, that is true. In English, a true statement is something that is verifiable and constant. In Math, an equation is true if the two sides are, in fact, equal to one another. In people, true love is a love between two people that is verifiable, constant, and a sign that the two people realize they are equal.
I can hear the echo of what I’m sure anyone who is unsure of love’s trueness may be thinking, “But how do you know?” My entire life I have been so afraid that I would never find true love in another person. I knew that what I had with my family was true, but that other love that we all seek… thats a different story. I, too, used to be cynical of those who said they’d found it. Everyone always said, “We just knew… It was just right.” This frustrated me beyond belief because it was something I wanted so badly, and the people who seemed to have the answer couldn’t tell me more than those simple statements. And then, I understood.
A seemingly random, unrelated string of events were woven together before my eyes. I met someone who didn’t make sense to me at all. All I ever really knew for sure was that I wanted to be around her, and never wanted to be away from her. As time went on, the weaving began to form something recognizable. And yet, it still didn’t make sense at all in my life. I was leaving, she was staying. No logic could make sense of what I was doing, but my heart told me that it was right. Luckily, I’ve learned to listen to it when it calls out to me. So when it came time to leave her behind, and logic said the strings should be cut, I did the opposite. I held on tighter.
I’ll never regret a single second of the pain I went through, because it taught me what true love is. It is a constant, equally understood, love between two people who are willing to put the other person’s feelings before their own. It is dropping everything when that person needs you. It is ignoring all logical advice when you’re heart tells you to be with them. It is driving blindly through a storm because you know they are on the other side, and you need to get there for them. It is a life that stops making sense when they aren’t in it. It is following your heart until both hearts naturally follow the same path.
THE TAKEAWAY: If you’ve ever been frustrated when you heard someone say they ‘just knew’ that they had found the right person, stop trying to figure out why. Because as soon as you start trying to figure it out, you make it more difficult to find. Logic will not lead you to them, it will only help you ensure that you stay with them. So let your heart do the talking for once, because it will never lead you somewhere you won’t want to be.
“When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” The Alchemist by Paulo Coehlo