You are my other half and that whole crap
But there is a part of the whole being romantic thing that somewhat bothers me. It’s the “you are my other half” statement that couples say to each other when they are being emo about certain things.
I remembered when I was talking to this guy who just broke up with his girl friend. And being a dependable person, I listened to his grudges and over dramatic sentiments about being in love and being hurt by the one he loved. But before that, we saw a movie together, Guess Who starring Ashton Kutcher and Bernie Mac. Ashton, in the final scenes, made his wedding vows to his new wife. “You are my other half,” he said.
“Well that is load of crap.” My guy friend told me. From my school to the shuttle area, we were just talking about his ex-girl friend and the whole crap about the romantic movie we just watched. He kept saying it was the wrong movie. That we should have watched action films or something. “My other half? That is shit.”
I asked him one good reason why he was trying to negate the aged-old-romantic-but-still-true-to-most-of-romantic-people-statement, “you are my other half”.
He did not give a good reason. He just ranted on about his ex for hours and hours.
So what about it? Does that hold true to everyone?
Well, it all depends on the person.
You may stone me to death but I think I am one of the few hopeless romantic people who do not believe in that saying. I did not have the sudden change of view ever since my friend told me those stuff four years ago. When he talked about it, I was actually a firm believer of that saying. If he was not my friend, I would have clubbed him to death because he was saying otherwise. I mean, I gushed when couples said those lines. I cried when watching sappy old romantic movie about finding the “other half.”
But it was just two years ago when I decided to change my view on that statement.
Well, everyone has his or her own opinions on love.
I just realized that I cannot bear the thought that someone’s happiness depends solely on me and that his “being complete” is because of me. I think that is the reason I am not that into the “other half” thing. I want him to be his own person. He can be his own, not depending on other people, not looking for another person to complete him. I want him to be complete with or without me.
And if I do love him (hopefully), what I will do is gladly and lovingly contribute to his happiness. And yes, still shower him with kisses and hugs and all those romantic things.
Logically speaking, I am my whole, he is his whole and that makes two whole beings loving and contributing to each other’s happiness. Therefore, it is better than being just one right?
It just an opinion.
I remembered when I was talking to this guy who just broke up with his girl friend. And being a dependable person, I listened to his grudges and over dramatic sentiments about being in love and being hurt by the one he loved. But before that, we saw a movie together, Guess Who starring Ashton Kutcher and Bernie Mac. Ashton, in the final scenes, made his wedding vows to his new wife. “You are my other half,” he said.
“Well that is load of crap.” My guy friend told me. From my school to the shuttle area, we were just talking about his ex-girl friend and the whole crap about the romantic movie we just watched. He kept saying it was the wrong movie. That we should have watched action films or something. “My other half? That is shit.”
I asked him one good reason why he was trying to negate the aged-old-romantic-but-still-true-to-most-of-romantic-people-statement, “you are my other half”.
He did not give a good reason. He just ranted on about his ex for hours and hours.
So what about it? Does that hold true to everyone?
Well, it all depends on the person.
You may stone me to death but I think I am one of the few hopeless romantic people who do not believe in that saying. I did not have the sudden change of view ever since my friend told me those stuff four years ago. When he talked about it, I was actually a firm believer of that saying. If he was not my friend, I would have clubbed him to death because he was saying otherwise. I mean, I gushed when couples said those lines. I cried when watching sappy old romantic movie about finding the “other half.”
But it was just two years ago when I decided to change my view on that statement.
Well, everyone has his or her own opinions on love.
I just realized that I cannot bear the thought that someone’s happiness depends solely on me and that his “being complete” is because of me. I think that is the reason I am not that into the “other half” thing. I want him to be his own person. He can be his own, not depending on other people, not looking for another person to complete him. I want him to be complete with or without me.
And if I do love him (hopefully), what I will do is gladly and lovingly contribute to his happiness. And yes, still shower him with kisses and hugs and all those romantic things.
Logically speaking, I am my whole, he is his whole and that makes two whole beings loving and contributing to each other’s happiness. Therefore, it is better than being just one right?
It just an opinion.