The Pretense

Life is really weird. I don’t really know many things and I know that I have a lot to learn and experiences to experience, but even so I do know some things. Those things aren’t that major compared to what people much older than me know but at this time in my life they seem like the world. Like I know the definition of love. I know what it’s supposed to mean and how people fall into it. Then again I always hear different things. My mom said that it’s if you’re willing to take a bullet from them. But I would take a bullet for a lot of people. Someone else said that it’s when you want them to be happy no matter what. But what if that “What” is them becoming a dictator and taking over and enslaving a country. Then maybe you wouldn’t want them to be happy doing that. Then again that is an extreme scenario. So to put it another smaller perspective it’s if they want to be with someone else. That’s when the cause of their happiness is someone else. You may make them happy but not like that other person. Then again you still would want them to be happy but another part may want them to be unhappy so you could have them. Then would that be love? I don’t know the answer but I don’t think I am meant to at the moment so I’ll move on from that. Another thing that I know is the meaning of friendship. Again my mom has always told me that I should choose my friends carefully. Now if carefully is befriending everyone then I suppose I have the right idea. I know it isn’t, however, I never claimed myself to be smart when it comes to things like this. Just that I know about them. Sadly though friendships are weird and are similar to relationships just with less kissing and stuff most of the time. They take time and effort and a trust between people that is stronger than one with a stranger. They would have your back ideally and not be broken up by any petty means. Then comes the cases of trust because a lot of people are not trustworthy or necessarily worth most of it. Now I’m not saying that everyone is or that humans are in general, to be honest every last person could lie about everything. But it’s the case of if you are good enough for that person to choose to give them the truth. You’re not legally obligated to do so but it would be nice, I guess.  Especially if you call yourself a friend to someone. But, like I said I don’t know everything and I could be wrong. Please feel free to give your perspective on things or these two in particular. It would be greatly appreciated.

Author: Timera Gaston

I write because I can. It's my own special voice and it couldn't be any better than this. This is my growth. My history. My pride. A journey lives within the each and every word. A journey that i want to continue to share.

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  1. yeah, love is kinda really weird. and everyone has different definitions and qualifiers of it, and there are loads of different kinds of love, and it’s just weird man. friendships are weird too, but they’re still love, aren’t they? it takes different forms, but that’s what love is: it’s a shapeshifter that fits itself into whatever molds it sees fit. i love my best friend, but it’s not the same way i love my mom, and the way i love her isn’t the same way i love my brother or my roommate or whoever i happen to be infatuated with at some point in time. love is love in whatever form it may take, and only you know what love is to you

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