Why is it the things we really look for are the hardest to find, obtain, and keep?  Maybe the fact that we get blinded by what we think is best at the given moment, makes us not notice what’s right in front of us.  It seems we’ve all begun to just settle for satisfactory instead of taking a chance.  Nothing is for certain going to last, but one can never know if he doesn’t take the risk.

Why do we get caught up in situations we know we can’t win, yet we continue to pursue, falling flat on our face time and time again?  Is it that we love the rejection, or we just can’t grasp the fact that we’ve been defeated?  We’re trapped in our mind’s falsehood, with no way of escaping, or maybe we just never look for an exit.

Why are we so impatient when it comes to relationships?  No one ever takes the time to get to know someone.  We see it, and have to have it before anyone else.  We never get to know the depth of a person, if there even is any.  Is it really too hard to know what one is getting themselves into?  It’s not until after the fact one has to stop and really ask themselves, “Who is this person I’ve so quickly jumped the gun for?”  Then we’re back to questioning, “What am I really looking for?”

Why do some feel they have to always have someone?  It’s not so bad to be by yourself from time to time.  Sometimes we need that time alone to figure ourselves out, before we rush into trying to give someone else a broken image of what could be whole.

Why do we feel being in love is the answer to everything?  Some of us fall quickly, continuously, with nowhere to land.  Does that mean we really don’t know what love is, if every person we get into a relationship with is “the one”?  Or is it simply saying that we give our heart away too quickly?  Being in love doesn’t make the world revolve any faster, and it certainly doesn’t take away all our problems and worries.

Why can’t some of us open our hearts to being loved?  We’re so guarded that we can’t let love in, no matter how close it is to us.  Maybe it’s because we’ve been hurt too many times by those who were supposed to care and be there.  Or it could be that we’ve seen too many of those close to us hurt by the concept of love, and everything that comes with it.  Even though love isn’t everything, it gives us a feeling of wholeness, and security.

What is it that we look for in our “better half”?  Is it looks?  Personality?  Intelligence?  Is it the way a person talks, or is it the way they walk?  Is it their smile?  Their charm?  Everything?  Or nothing at all?

What is it we look for in Love?