rambling o’ da day:

at some point in your life you might have ask a question; "why do you love me?"

until recently i thought that the answer to that question have some sort of standard. in which it can be said satisfying if the answer fulfilled that standard or at least equal to your own answer of the same question ("why do i love you?").

and you might even keep asking and searching until you find the right answer. and every time, you wondering why the answer seems to be never quite right. and when finally you find it, it still doesn’t do any good for you.

but then, after i read some short prose, i sort of had this epiphany that maybe it’s not that hard after all, that maybe all this time you look for the wrong kind of right.

i think, instead of looking for the answer that fulfilled your standard you should look for the answer that you can be fulfill. and there’s a possibility that the answer is quite far from your own answer to that question.

therefore, there is no wrong way to answer it. every person can give an unique answer as long as it is work for them. because it is not about wrong and right or deep and shallow anymore. it is about finding what you want to take and what you want to give and it is a test of how much effort and risk you dare to lose to achieve a peace and balance in love. and the answer to that, my friend, you have to figure out for yourself.

oh, and don’t be so surprised if one day you found out that the simplest and shallowest answer is the one that work best for you. coz, life is a b***h and sometimes she’ll come and bite you in the a**.