The sad part about getting your heart broken is losing your naivete. Once your eyes are opened to face the harshness of how ugly this world and its inhabitants can be, you can’t really go back to the notions of romanticism John Hughes ingrained into your pre-pubescent mind.
So what are your options? You can shut everyone out. You can play games. You can protect yourself with venom. All in a vain attempt to connect with someone while controlling every aspect of the relationship. Alas, the irony is that the only way to truly connect with someone is by being honest and allowing yourself to be vulnerable.
For me at least, I can’t live my life thinking every word out of everyone’s mouth is a lie. I can’t live my life thinking everyone has ulterior motives. I don’t want to exist like a transient ghost with no real connection to anything.
I’ve found that when you lose your naivete it makes room for the bitter sweet reality that although most things will end, that doesn’t mean the ride isn’t amazing and completely worthwhile.
So I raise my glass to you, and anyone else who has the balls to fall in love. Who wants to die without any scars right? It means you LIVED.
