Wicked Game.

Yesterday, while on a ride back home from work, hubby launched into a narrative of an episode of "The Waking Dead." No amount of eye rolling, gagging noises and barfing action could stop him from insisting I hear his story. And even though I reiterated to him that I do not follow the series and him telling me bits and pieces of some episodes serves no purpose at all, well suffice to say it did not stop him. From what I remember about what he rambled on, it was about unrequited love.

Man 1 goes into coma, man's wife finds another man because she thought Man 1 had died.
Man 1 then wakes up from coma and wife leaves Man 2 to be with Man 1, while at the same time telling Man 2 to forget her.
Man 2 cannot forget her and spends most of the episode(s) telling her how much he loves her.

At the end of the story, hubby exclaims "Man 2 is so annoying. He's always telling her "oh, I love you." "I am always the one who has to lose out" and he does it with such a sad face."

At this juncture of the story, I reminded hubby that we have all been "victims" of unrequited love. We have loved someone who did not loved us back. And we would have had someone love us without us loving them back. Some of us would have had either the former or the latter. So truly, is it annoying to pin for someone whom every molecule of your body, yearns for?

I have pined for lost/unrequited love. One lasted 3 years. THREE years of hoping to be loved back. 3 years of hoping he would return my love, my affection and attention. All I got was a big heap of nothing. I'm sure many of us have sat at the phone, wondering whether to pick up the phone, dial the number and hope to hear the person's voice. In those days, we did not have the luxury of sending a text message. No "hey you., what's up? You doing good?" text. We actually had to CALL the person and speak. We would have had to rehearse the "opening speech". And then there must be an interesting story to share to justify the out of the blue phone call. And in between all that we hope that person would tell us of their day, their whereabouts and hopefully no story of  a girlfriend. Tough times.

But that is the thing about love isn't it? It either is or it isn't. We can't force love. And I believe that you know whether you love the person from the first day you meet someone. If it's a no fly zone, then it will forever remain out of bounds. But if you feel just the tingling feeling in your toes, the butterflies in your stomach, the excited beating of your heart when you first meet someone, you know there is a possibility you can love that person.

When I was 19 years of age, a good friend drove me to dinner. On the way back, he stopped the car at the side of the road, brought out a birthday cake and sang to me. At the end of the song, he leaned over and told me he had loved me since he first met me. I didn't feel the same., No amount of letters, love songs and phone calls could change that. I was a fool at that time to think if I ignored him long enough, he would go away. I was selfish, I was ignorant and I was foolish. Now I know I must have caused him quite a lot of heartache. Why would I do to him what someone else had done to me?

But, as said above, that is the thing about love isn't it? Some of us are not meant for each other. Some of us will never love another who yearns for us. Some of us will not find the missing piece to the puzzle in another. If you're lucky, one day you'll find someone who will fit right into your hopes, your ideals and your life. And if you're really lucky, you'll both feel the same.