love and formalities

before everything begins, please be aware that according to most people i know, my logics aren't exactly the same as the majority's. (you don't have to read it, you know.)

(but you know how chaos are sometimes orders you can't recognise, and so are my logics.)

i have observed that, in modern day society, love is often represented by or linked to certain formalities. at first those formalities might appear to be some ways of expression of love. but then for some unknown reasons (probably known, but i am too tired to find out) these ways of expression have come together and build a seemingly scientific ruler for the measurement of love.

in my very personal point of view, if it is ever objective, it is no love, and love itself can never be measured or compared.

and here are the formalities people use to judge whether a love is deep, or true:

1. time (days/months/years/decades/forever)
2. result (breakup/marriage)

often people ask, "how long have you been with him?"if it's only "days/months", they comment right away, "oh it's not love yet." "how long after a breakup would you start dating again?" it is aassumed that the longer it takes, the less shallow your love is. "how long have you known this boy/girl before you fall in love?" again, it is also believed that the longer it takes, the more serious you are about your relationship, and the more likely that your relationship will last.

but that's only what they say. who are they anyway? love is art, not mathematics.

now, in my logics. time should only matter in the sense that it's proportionate to one's life. the tricky thing is, you never know how long your life will actually be. the thing that's definitely more important than time is timing. it doesn't matter how short/long your love is, but it matters whether the timing for you to love is right. cliche-wise, we know not how short/long our lives are, thus all we should do is to treasure every moment and every chance to make it beautiful and meaningful. i can't wait. not even for one more minute. i don't want to die without trying, or die regretfully.

so as long as two people are true to each other when they are in love, time does not matter.

i can believe how many people wishfully think their relationships will result in marriages. the thing i can't believe in is the fact that many of them turn love into hate and sweet memories into disasters and beauty into ugliness once they realise that some relationships may result in breakups.

breakups are definitely hard. it upsets even your organs. but if you assume that once it does not work out it means only nothing. you have, indeed, wasted your life. one of the ultimate cliches goes like this, "don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." cliches are cliches because they are truths that have been told and re-told too many times. cliches are wise.

i am, afterall, happy, for having loved the ones i loved. everything was good, and everything still is. even if it is broken, it is still beautiful. i would not have changed a moment of it, even if i could.