What are Relationships?

Are relationships a series of future exs?

a spate of rebounds?

an anthology of lessons in love, lust and ultimately, life?

a flurry of jabs onto our heart to harden and to eventually be afraid to once again open?

a status symbol or a Facebook status itself?

a polar play of egos or twin flames?

a regular mission for survival?


a mini politic?

a state envious of our happy friends?

a step closer to contentment or disillusionment?

a challenge to constantly win over?


a loop of guilty pleasures?


an addiction to avoid or to savor?

a presumption to procreate?


a chasing game?

a battle to make and prove victorious?


a laboratory to test and remix romantic ideals in?

a home to squat in?


a blueprint for completeness?


a surrender to the stars' prophecies?


a mold to find tolerance and acceptance in?


a haven for self-proclaimed victims of failed romances?

a trophy to wear and take pictures with?

a beautiful junk of memories to dispose of later on? 

a threshold to a lifetime of happiness?


a timebomb to infidelity?

a movie to live in and a theme song to live by?

a duty to pursue or a choice to abandon?


a bucket to drain your gripes about the 
society's indifference into?

a crutch to prop you up when you outgrow your past relationships?

a quilt to warm you in your deathbed?

Personally, I wanna grow new than old with someone.

That is, I want my life lived like it were my first and last day every single time I am with this person.

THAT is a relation-ship to me.

A relation as a way to tell a story.

A ship to helm with me.

Two lives.

One story.

One author and that's neither of us two.

But that intangible designer called Love.