The Vietnamese phrase translates to: “Even rocks and pebbles need each other.”
I used to think that being in a relationship was overrated. I saw girls flaunting themselves at boys, desperately trying to get their attention; I saw girls sighing woefully, dreaming away the day, wondering why they hadn’t found The One; I saw girls crying, throwing tantrums, breaking down, falling apart over fights and disagreements with their significant other. I saw all the hassles and pain and inconveniences, but I couldn’t see the reasons behind them. I, myself, had been in several relationships, but they came and went like crosswords in yesterday’s newspapers, fresh and exciting so long as you still have blank spaces to fill in, but as soon as the game was over, there was nothing else to keep you going.
It wasn’t until I met the right people – the ones who taught me how to love, and what it’s like to be loved – that I realized how important it is to have someone by your side. I learned that a simple “hello” can make your heart dance in joy. I learned that seeing a smile on someone’s face can brighten the rest of your day. I learned that a hug can not only warm your body, but also your heart. I learned that walking down the street hand in hand, occasionally looking over at each other and kissing at the red lights can make you feel like the whole world is revolving around you. I learned that you can hear him say “you’re beautiful,” and feel beautiful. I learned that there is nothing more comforting than falling asleep and waking up each day in your beloved’s arms. Of course it’s not always rainbows and butterflies, but even the pain holds a tinge of sweetness in it, because love is a wonderful thing.
I am still in no way encouraging behaviors that would require lowering your self-esteem and putting aside your pride just to try to get someone to notice you. Anyone who is worth your time and efforts would just see the sparkles in you, and fall in love with who you are, and not who you try to be. I do understand now, however, the need and desperation behind some girls’ actions, and I wish they would treasure themselves more so that someone else could also treasure them. After all, everyone needs someone. Even rocks and stones crack under pressure, and chances are: our hearts aren’t made out of stone.
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