Love and Me
Love.... what is love? Feelings? Physical attraction? Friendship? What exactly defines love? Can we really love? How do you know what you love? Why is the phrase I love you tossed around so lightly? All of these questions bug me a lot, I don't know the answers to them, but maybe I don't want to. Maybe that's part of life, to learn to love. I have gone through life... and truly loved.... very few people. In my eyes love is not always romantic. Love... is caring about somebody enough that if you were to lose them... you would be losing a part of yourself. I can count on two hands, excluding family, the number of people who I do love. Right now... romantic love is not a part of my life... and honestly I don't know if it ever will be. I have opened myself up to to many people, and in return... I've been shot down with the line, "I like you better as a friend". This is due to the romantic love, it's just not there, I can feel it for other people, but it's never returned. I am the teddy bear... I'm there to hold, to hug, to be there to listen when people need somebody to listen... this is the role I play. I am not ment to be involved with anybody romanticly... I will have many women friends... but never more than friends. Women like me as a friend because I do actually care about nearly everybody, and I do honestly listen and try and help them however I can. It's the samn damn way with guys... they come to me with their problems... and I help them. I guess I will just have to accept this... that I will love many... but never love that special one. Goddamnit... this really bugs me, I don't know what the hell to do about it.
-The Teddy Bear
-The Teddy Bear