“What does being in love feels like?”
Like there’s a button in front of you that says “press this for free cookies,” but every time you press it, a bird shits on your head, but you keep pressing it, and once in every 100 times, you get a cookie.
And it’s the best fucking cookie you’ve ever had.
And while you’re eating it, you realize you’ll willingly get shit on 99 more times in hopes of getting another cookie.
Then one day, the cookies stop coming.
When I read this for the first time I sat, laptop resting on my legs, thinking that whoever wrote this was a fucking genius. (Run on sentences and all. People in glass houses, ya’ know?) I sat thinking about the simplicity of this summation and the moments in my life when I actually experienced this.
These cookie moments, even when they last hours, days, weeks… seem so fleeting. They go too quickly. Even though we love the people in our lives the times we feel this kind of bliss occur sporadically moments. Moments when you feel completely fulfilled, connected and at peace. Moments when you realize that what really want is so simple and innocent. And we all go through life trying to get to that next moment when we get another cookie.
My relationships have been like this and it really only reconfirms what I’ve said about being in love and wanting to stay in the simplest of moments forever. I have certainly been shit on but I will always keep hitting that button. I don’t believe the cookies ever stop coming. If you can find your own happiness the cookies will keep coming. The cookies don’t really come from someone else. The cookies come from you. The trick is to love yourself, make yourself happy then you can teach other people how to love you. When you can do that you are in control of how and when you get the cookies.