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idea came
to me, I started making love letters. For a while, it made it seem like I had a
new lease on love. But eventually reality settled in and I began to see the
absurdity of it all.”
    Natalie paused and
took another sip of her tea. “I woke up and realized I was still alone. The
love I wanted was nothing more than a figment of my imagination. And no one was
really coming to save me. I had to stop holding on to the idea because it
wasn’t taking me anywhere.”
    “So you packed them
all up in an envelope and inserted it in a book?” asked Lisa.
    “Yes. I figured it
was still part of the story I made. And then, I graduated and forgot all about
it...until now.”
    Lisa’s head was
spinning. She definitely was not expecting that twist. All this time, she was
looking forward to meeting Louie. And here, she’s being told that he never
existed.
    “I’m sorry,”
Natalie said, recognizing the disappointment. “Did he matter to you?”
    “No, not really,”
John interjected. “She was just using the characters for her own writing
project. We’re actually doing the same thing for the same class.”
    “Let’s go,” Lisa
demanded. “I want to go home.” And with that, she stood up and paced towards
the front door.
    John and Natalie
exchanged courtesies before he went on and followed the disconcerted Lisa. When
he got out, she was already halfway towards the gate. So he hurriedly started
the car and drove to her side.
    “What’s wrong with
you!?” John yelled out from the driver’s seat. “Get in! NOW!”
    Lisa followed suit
and kept quiet for the duration of the drive, speaking only when she had to
give home directions. When they reached her place, she immediately got out of the
Jeep, without thanking John for his efforts. That evening, she tried to sort
out her thoughts, hoping to uncover why she reacted the why she reacted when
she learned of the truth. She definitely was not hoping to fall in love. But
somehow, she was attached to Louie; attached to the man she decided Louie was
in her story.
    While sipping a can
of Coke, Lisa finally was able to afford herself a hearty laugh for falling for
the same damn thing as Natalie did but within another plot. She was so
engrossed with an idea that was inspired by something none existent that she
chased after it without thinking about its rationality. It was like the
opposite of fear. And it was as addicting as much as the latter was crippling.
She wanted it for all the reasons it wasn’t. And for the most part, she
realized, she drew...and pushed people away with the same misguided thought
process. We love and hate strangers for what we think they are and what we want
them to be instead of who they are and who they will be. We get attached to
these ideals and blind ourselves so much that we end up looking like a fool.
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    “We could love a
flower that lives on a star and see the whole sky in bloom. But the reality is,
there’s no flower there. And that could never be a possibility. What this says
about the feeling of love is controversial. But I would dare assert that like
everything else, love is all in the mind. For the most part, it is a choice in
the same way it is everyone’s choice to be okay after someone very important to
them loses their life and to dread a place where they had nearly lost theirs.
If they wanted to, they could be doing the exact opposite; carrying out what’s
predictable or unforeseeable. But it takes awareness and control. So if you
must love, hate, cheer or avoid something, you should at least be informed of
what it is about – because ignorance, even though blissful, won’t push you
forward to the right direction. Love is never real if you don’t base it on
what’s there, what’s happening, and unquestionably, on what the person is.”
    “Thank you Miss
Reynolds! That was insightful,” said Mr. Kallum as
everyone in class applauded her short presentation. “Now, we move on