My So-Called Love Life

This site -- my anthology -- is the story of a man, a young man, trying to find his way to love. Experiencing everything in between and serving you his heart on a silver-freaking-platter to the naked eye, for the whole world to see; relate, indulge, delve, and hopefully learn from his mistakes. Happy Dating! Copyright © 2004-2011, "My So-Called Love Life" ® Mario Ion. All Rights Reserved.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Long Distance Heartbreak

It's no secret that technology has taken over the world. We have automated mechanisms for every day duties; and computers to act as the person behind the counter, or across the table, or behind the glass window. But there's that one person that nearly catches you by surprise... The one that's across the country, but feels more real than anything you've ever encountered.

It starts as a casual chat to pass your time, when you're stuck at home one day and at a loss for a social life, and suddenly you realize you're having a good time. It's like an ordinary acquaintance between any two people who meet in person; questions are asked, topics are discussed, you get to know each other, and somewhere in between you find yourself interested enough to swap phone numbers.

It doesn't even phase you that they're 2100 miles away, because when you're talking to them, it feels like they're right beside you; breathing the same air, synchronized in thought, making the butterflies in your stomach flutter, and no sooner than later you're starting to like them.They say distance makes the heart grow fonder, and now I understand why. There's a certain degree of innocence and safety when harm is not within arm's reach; there's no messing up, and even if you do, doesn't seem like too much of a loss. There's no room for anger when tensions build up, because you're just not there to know you're messing up. And there's no hard feelings if you or him lied. But it's still funny how there's all this safety for bad end-results, but never a warning or precaution against falling in love.

If you think it takes physicality to fall for someone, you're gravely mistaken, and so was I. I never knew exactly what unconditional love meant until I met him. Granted the desire to really feel the person and be able to touch them is at an all-time high, but love doesn't work that way. If they can put a smile on your face for the rest of the day; become your every thought and never cease to cross your mind; make you miss them even when you're talking to them; and jump for joy when you see their name show up on your Caller ID... That's love, too.

It's never meant to happen but you can't help it. When feelings get involved, it's no-holds barred; there's no saying how or when, but when it happens, you can't go wrong. If they give you what you need when it comes to your heart's desire, well then that's all it really boils down to.Sadly this existentialism in a long distance love affair can only last so long. Some weeks, others months, very rarely years. But eventually one or the other becomes discouraged, by letting time factor what they're feeling inside, because they're not feeling it on the outside.

In my case, I guess hope was lost, thinking it could never be... Although I would've done ANYTHING to assure it surely could be; even traveling half-way across the country, if it meant prolonging that beautiful feeling.Patience was a virtue, but there's a fine line between being patient and being strung along. But I guess when you're in love, you don't realize how much time has gone by... Because it stands still.

He never knew I fell for him this hard, and probably never will.
I just wish he'd at least know he'll always hold a special place in my heart.
For now, for a while... Forever.


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