If YoU OnLy KnEw by .:ning:.
"Taking a chance" has GOT to be the most cliched theme in all of pop-dom, particularly in love songs (how many are not?). So I don't even know why I'm devoting a post to it, anyhow. No. In all seriousness, it's easy to sink into nihilism and believe in nothing, but then, who would you be then?
I used to think I was a pretty cynical person. I usually don't bat an eye at any of my (usually male) classmates' cryptic comments, 'cos I often see plenty of grounds for them. But yesterday, I knew different. Picture listening to an elder sibling's "The World According to Me" at 2am in the morning! Your brains would probably be malfunctioning. But I was still conscious enough to digest what he was saying. And I felt so, so sad for him. To him, love is nothing but a game, and it is pointless to put yourself completely on the line for love, 'cos the person in question will - unfortunately - always be severely flawed. And that it is impossible to believe in something intangible.
I nodded, because I understood to (as always) a certain extent. But there is a giant difference between me and him. I know in my heart that despite all the cynical remarks and punchlines I may take pleasure in, underneath it all there is a belief in love.
Human love will obviously never be perfect. It is selfish and often conniving, but did anyone forget we were created in likeness of something greater? We are dark, complex and screwed-up, but there a still something inside of us that cannot be lost, and that is in the magic of bonds you can't define or draw a diagram for. It can be argued that love is after all a game and giving too much of yourself is, well, equivalent to raising the white flag.
And I will not pretend that losing is not a horrible feeling.
Incidentally, it was a popular deduction that Nietzche created his own theory. So let me sit amidst that and believe in the intangible till it becomes its own creation. I am open to comments...