Real Women stay and commit. Girls come and go. Boys play around. Men settle down. Who are you?

Now, I am around 21, and you know what, I had this feeling recently that, we had been trying to be adults since we were 15, when we finally reached 18, nothing changed. It wasn’t until we were lying on the bathroom floor drunk and high in two different states that we realized, age is just a number, it can’t differentiate a boy from a man, and reality is that maturity comes not from age, but reality is learning.. there is no thing as being an adult, you grow only older and if you are lucky, maybe a little wiser. It’s the same with finding that one special person whom you care for, trust with, irrespective of your age.

What is a better half? I think there is a difference between your other half and your better half!

Be with someone who meets you half way. Be with someone who brings you a glass of water when they get themselves one. Be with someone who makes sure you don’t endure bad moments by yourself. Be with someone your ex hates and your mother loves. Be with someone who alters you, not changes who you are. Spend your life with your better half, not your other half.

At this phase of life, relationships don’t really matter. I have believed that when you love someone, it’s not that you have to go out together always, it’s not that you have to avoid your family, your friends, just to be together, but it’s only about caring.

And to be honest, I just need someone to come into my life that genuinely cares about me and wants to sit and have long conversations about things that actually matter and wants to go on adventures late at night and wants to be there for me at my lowest points and celebrate with me at my highest points and just be the rock that keeps me going when life gets rough.

You know what turns me on? Effort. Assurance. Show me that you care. That you really want me. I’m tired of doubting whether people are coming or going.

Talks with loved ones can be so lovable. Actually, it’s all about love. We are either in love, dreaming about love, wishing for it, recovering from it or reflecting on it.

I love deep talks. Like, hell yeah, tell me about why you’d prefer to talk to your mom rather than your dad. Tell me about your favorite songs you listen to everyday and why they’re your favorite. Tell me about that pet you had when you were growing up and how it was your best friend. Tell me about what kind of books you like to read when you’re alone in your room. Tell me about the things you think about right before you fall asleep. Tell me anything and everything. I just want to be one you tell it to. Please let me be the one.

But, I have never felt that way. God says you always have that better half. Well, I doubt. Found someone I fell for, but I think deep in my heart I know I am a loner. I have tried to blend in with the world or be sociable, but the more people I meet the more disappointed I am. So, I’ve learned to enjoy myself, my family, and a few good friends.

I have settled that way now. I am sad, yet I smile. That’s my life!

But, till when can you be like this, we are humans, we are social beings.

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself, you tasted as many as you could.

When will I get a chance when someone truly cares and understands when I say, “You are the best thing that ever happened to me”.

Love; it is the best thing in the world. Every living organism has it, wants it and experiences it.

My brother, once asked me, “How do you spell love?”

“You don’t spell love, you just feel It.”, I replied, knowing that it won’t make him understand anything.

I try to make people feel loved and wanted because I know what it’s like to not be loved and wanted.

A thought just struck me, as in, what will happen if you fall for the wrong person. If you can love the wrong one so much, just imagine how much you can love the right one. True, just thought about it and it turns that loving the right is okay but finding one and sticking together is much more difficult.

People often confuse themselves by saying that the person who cares for them the most is their best friend, but I will tell you that this nothing happens.

A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall each other… Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever.

People should admit. You are my best friend and my lover, and I do not know which side of you I enjoy the most. I treasure each side, just as I treasured our life together. This should be the real them, making the other feel valued and respected apart from being loved.

Keeping this aside, and then suddenly you meet that one person that makes you forget about yesterday, and dream about tomorrow. She values you, the way you valued your love. In fact, she began to love you the way you loved her.

I’m not her first, her last, or her only, but I’m praying I’m her favorite. She might have cared for another boy before, & will possibly again, but I’m going to be the boy she cares the most. She’s not perfect & I’m not either, but I’m going to be the closest damn thing she finds to perfect. She can make me laugh, & I gave her the most I can. She might not be thinking about me every second of everyday, but I know I’m always in her heart. She’s going to give me her heart I can break. And in return, I am giving her mine, which she can break. So I say, don’t hurt her & she won’t hurt you. Don’t change her and she won’t change you, & don’t expect me to give more than I can, even though I know deep within my heart that she will not expect me to do things, that will trouble me, because loving and caring can’t be measured by things you can do, but by the attempts you take in fulfilling them. Don’t over analyze me, smile when she makes you happy, yell when she makes you mad & miss her when she’s not around. Because, even though you’re not her last, you’re going to be the most memorable boy she ever gets.

It is ONLY then you understand that being a MAN, has nothing to do with age. Even at 21, you find that true better half, or even at 44, you are still looking for her, and despite many attempts, one fails to understand what true love is.

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