Why Love?

People say your best thinking comes as the night gets later. I guess that's why I'm writing this at 1:00 in the morning. I'm awake and thinking about my topic anyways, so I might as well write my thoughts down. When you see the title you could interpret it in many different ways. The first few that jump into my head are: "why did I pick love?" "why do we need love?" and "why should love even matter?"  Of course I'm a teenage girl and so boys are on my mind most of the time. Instead making boys a distraction at school, why don't I make them a part of my schoolwork? My number one goal of this blog is to not sound like some stupid teenage girl who is boy crazy. I have legitimate questions about love that I want to explore. I'm sure a lot of the questions I have, adults have as well.

At my age, a lot of girls are already thinking of getting married, whether it's planning their wedding on Pinterest, wondering when they are going to find their Prince Charming, or trying to picture themselves with a guy for the rest of their life. After going through some tough boy troubles over the past year, I've started questioning my values and why love is so important to us as humans. Love puts us through both Heaven and Hell. Despite having my heart broken, I've begun to wonder is love really worth heartbreak?

After someone goes through a breakup, they most likely feel like they will never love again.  Typically though, that feeling is false. More times than not, that person will find someone else.  But why do people put themselves back into vulnerable situations? Do they not realize that they could easily go back into the deep pit they were in before? What gives a person hope that they won't get hurt again? In my case, why should I risk getting hurt again?

I admit to being a very emotional person. An idea as to how emotional I am: I just cried at the last football game. I do not play football, cheer, or play in the band. I just cried because I'm emotional.  Because of this, I have a fear of being hurt. I would say I just have to be taught once and I learn my lesson, but that isn't always true.  So what makes this time different?  Everyday, I weigh my options as to whether going after another relationship is worth my time and energy again. I have to choose whether to live with regrets, or be thankful I didn't hurt my heart.

I wonder all the time if I have found the one I'm going to marry.  That is rather embarrassing to say, but I'll put it out there anyways. Statistics show that around 70% of people have met the person they're going to marry by the time they graduate high school. If that's true do I fall in that 70%? How can I be sure that that person is the one? 

I feel like the more questions I ask, the fewer answers I receive. I hope that by the end of this assignment, that by getting all my questions out, I'll find a few answers, but that those few answers will be well worth it.