god is really onto me lately. it’s like everywhere i go, i’ve been asked the same question over and over: do i still believe in love?
it’s a question i’ve never asked myself ever since i’ve stopped obsessing about guys. it was years ago when i’ve stopped obsessing about my ex and started really living my life. in all those years, i’ve just been focused on myself, career, family, friends, and dreams. so in all those times, i haven’t really thought about whether or not i still believe in love.
until recently. because while i was busy cooking up a fictional character’s love story, god has been cooking up mine. a man from my past is returning to test whether or not i still have the ability to believe.
but life is a game. while there is a possibility of winning, there’s also a promise of hurdles in getting there. so i’ve been also reminded that hope can be a poison you’re so addictively taking not knowing it can kill you. carrie bradshaw even asks what the harm is in believing because you can’t be sure if hope is a drug you should be taking to help you live or if it’s something you need to get off of.
but i have to ask first, what exactly does “believing in love” mean? when you “believe in love,” what exactly are you betting on?
is it the belief that there’s still someone out there meant for you? like in my friend’s case, is it the belief that just by praying continuously and intently, a guy would somehow appear in your life like magic? is it believing that you still have a high market value? or is it like my other friend who believes that if others can find love past the age of 40, so can she?
to what exactly are you putting your faith?
maybe believing in love doesn’t necessarily mean being hopeful that your knight-in-shining-armor is just around the corner. maybe when you put your chip on the table, you are really placing your bet on yourself and on god. because believing in love means trusting that no matter what happens – man or no man – you won’t become bitter about life. maybe it means having faith that god won’t leave you alone, and he will fill your life with people who will make you feel loved. and maybe that would make believing not so harmful after all.
i guess am a believer after all. because after everything that i’ve been through, here i am, still putting my chip on the table, still rolling the dice, betting on myself.