Overview

Love is a rough sea and anyone willing to get on board should be ready for the storm. At the end of it all, love conquers all.

Relationships are like people. They begin, go through adventures and grow old before eventually dying. What makes a difference is if we choose to bury the memories for good or rekindle them in mild aspects of our lives.

However, if you’re like me then you’re always sitting on the fence when it comes to letting go or fixing things. With each foot in both steamy lanes of this romantic highway called life, my chances of always getting run over are 200 per cent. Why wouldn’t I just put both feet on one lane and get moving?

You see, I’m a hopeless romantic. I love with all my kidneys. So even if the apple of my eye is being digested in someone’s stomach right now, I would give anything to flatten my ears on that person’s stomach just to connect with movements of the apple through the slithery land of intestines. I know it’s weird but hey, I believe in love like it’s a religion.

I experienced my first heartbreak as a teenager. We had just closed for the holidays and man, I couldn’t sleep, eat or hang out with friends. I got saved that holiday season, reluctantly transitioning from Easy FM to Hope FM. In my mind, the breakup meant that the world was ending and God had to find me saved, with that Christian glow dancing on my skin like Chris Brown.

Even though with time I grew accustomed to the fact that life isn’t a straight line, when I met a potential mate, this little knowledge I had went through the window. Life abruptly became this perfectly transparent stream from the heavens where everybody would drown except for me and the girl. Now in my young adulthood, I’m still a hopeless romantic but one that’s been through a couple of internships in Heartbreak Valley (the love version of Silicon Valley).

I know better than to build castles in the air after a girl tells me her name. I simply say hi and something intelligent afterwards before moving on with my life. I’m more appreciative of a female not only within the context of a relationship but in normal contexts like talking about (insert your favorite topic here). Doing so led me to the pump that keeps my heart going.

The only breakups I go through now are food related - like when I’m timing a delicacy and my heart tears apart after someone gets to it. In short, my understanding of love has improved. There is no more pain. Khali Gibran, a Lebanese writer, said it best, “Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility.”

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WRITER: TENGO