Love.  Its a binding of two individuals who are willing to do their best in any situation to make their significant other just plain happy.

 

With love comes many responsibilities. There are sacrifices to be made.  Deadlines to be met. And most importantly struggles that are taken.

 

To love someone. It takes alot of courage and determination to love someone.  WHen you love someone you have this "drive" this "energy" to fulfill the wants and needs of each other.  Its called passion.

 

Everybody has hobbies.  Painting, reading, exploring, they are all passions in life.  It goes with the same in loving someone.  What happens when that passion dissapears?

 

Theres no point in painting anymore, theres no point in reading anymore, theres no point in exploring. No point in loving that other person. Just another book thrown into the rubbish bin that you have lost interest in.  Ofcourse it is not so simple when you are together.

 

It is much worse.  You endure it. Everyday pretending to put on a smile. Every kiss is half committed.  Every hug is half hearted. Every "I love you's" are said just as a routine and not meant honestly.

 

There are ofcourse other aspects of love that make a relationship work.  But what i find is that PASSION is the most important to me.  It was PASSION that made me last until now.  Everyday I motivated myself and was happy to do so to make things work out and believe that in the future I will get what I wanted.

 

Passion to do things.  Passion to make things work.  Passion to make the best out of people.

 

Love = 2 People  +  Passion  X  Romance

 

However, when...

 

 

Love = 2 People  -  Passion  X Romance

        = 2 People  X Romance

        = 2 People....in the long run

 

 

 

I take a look back at all those years where I tried so hard to make it right.  I did get some things right in the end.  But it just seems that Ryan can't make it still.  He's still a little boy in the end wondering what is to become of him.