Where's The Love

If you and I are not meant to be, then what's the point?

A) "There is a divinity which shapes our ends, rough hew them how we will."

Pointless machinations, trying to delay the inevitable is what this is then. All I'm doing is wasting my time. Resistance is futile right?

B) "The fault Dear Brutus is not in our stars but in ourselves, for we are underlings."

Never give up and never surrender and all that? I'm going to fight, despite overwhelming odds? Is that it?

Which is it? A or B? It's either, I can't change destiny or I make my own destiny. They're two competing forces which wreak havoc on my life. Do this, don't do that. Say that, don't say this. Either way, you're going to regret it. Damned if you, damned if you don't. Why can't I just do and don't? Why does it have to be strategic? Why are there choices?

Why can't it be simple? Why does it have to be so darn complicated? Boy meets girl, boy likes girl, girl likes boy back. See, simple! That's what makes happily ever afters. Certainty. Excitement, risk and chance? All those things do is give people headaches and more excruciatingly, heartache. People can be happy without all the drama.

I do not know what the hell I'm supposed to do. No one actually knows what to do. In fact, I don't think anyone's ever actually done "it," the process of making someone fall in love with you. They'll all just fallen into whatever hole life deems they should tumble down. Because there is no one way about it. There's no one way to love. If that's the case, and we're all destined to find happiness and love, that means love is all around.

So how come I don't feel it?