Of Nicotine & Weed

"He may not be the perfect one but he's good for me."

The answer given by a friend who's in a state of sentimental satisfaction with her relationship, to the question of whether the guy she's been seeing for almost two years now is The One or otherwise.

"May not be perfect but good for me..."
"May not be perfect but good for me..."
"May not be perfect but good for me..."

Her words echoed in my mind...
She picks all the weed and only keeps the flowers.
A kindred spirit she is, and I love her for it.

We don't love qualities, we love persons; sometimes by reason of their defects as well as of their qualities.
- Jacques Jacques Maritain

When you know who you love... it is easier to let go if it's unrequited. It may even be easier to let go of someone who dies, because there is nothing that can be done. But to let go of someone who is well, alive and loves you in return... one of the hardest things anyone will ever have to do.

When you know who you love... you won't be able to deny it. You can pretend that you don't buy into it. But somehow clarity will see the light of day, and you will know that you know. And there’s no other way than to acknowledge what’s true in your heart and soul.

Among all that has been said about Love, if one has to learn from it, ultimately it is a lesson to be learned through someone. And learn best we will, when we love with no safety net to cushion a blow. When this person becomes our nicotine.

When love is good, it embraces you. Like the sky around the moon. When it's not in your destiny, the more you feel, the less you're whole.