Humans as we are, being the most curious and the most highly intellectual among the animal kingdom, we try to make sense of the things around us, even associating meanings to the symbols that surrounds us, in attempt to understand something or grasp something that we often consider as an abstract thing. Like the idea of love. We try to make that feeling real. But how do we do that? How do you do that? How do I do that?     

We think we are in love when we think of that special boy or girl more than we think about our homework, our favorite food, our favorite clothes, our favorite books, or even our favorite manga or anime updates. We think we are in love when we felt that sudden “butterflies in the stomach” feels, and as if we had magically grown wings in the feet and is suddenly up in the air, flying! Because we saw him/her. People say you are in love when you are in your busiest moment in your life yet out of the blue, you smile. All because you remember him/ her. They say you are in love when having been in an exhausting day, you end up feeling all sore in bed yet your mind is still busy thinking about him/ her. They say you are in love when you can’t stand a day without seeing him/her. It’s as if s/he is like a supplementary diet, a vitamin of a sort that keeps you going. Is he Centrum? Without her, life is boring. Without him, you wall turns to gray. Without her, the rainbow is plain. Is that a rainbow? If these enumerations are true, then it is love.  Well, nothing new. Pretty normal, yes?            

But what if… the case is not that normal? Like in my case. Or maybe in your case too.  Yes, I felt butterflies in my stomach whenever I see him—err-- on my laptop screen. I felt that sudden growth of wings in the feet whenever he sings (raps). I felt like flying (to heaven) whenever he smiles (but crashed back to earth when he shows that extra gummy smile). And yes, I can’t stand a day without seeing him. But that’s easily remedied because I have two hundred or more downloaded photos of him stored in my phone, he’s also in my lock screen and display screen. He’s my vitamin, my wall is full of posters of him, there’s always a rainbow whenever he sings, and yes, life isn’t boring whenever I’m with him (watching his videos I mean). And yes, he’s an idol. He’s a star on earth that’s meant to be looked up and admired.

Can that feeling be love then? I don’t know about you..but for me, love ni ue! If it isn’t, then how come I feel what you feel? I feel because I feel. Meaning, feeler. But then again, can it be considered real love?  Can love be possibly exist only in our mind? Is it possible that this feeling of being “in love” is influenced by our society? Because somebody said so.. what you feel is similar to that “symptoms” when people experienced love. Is it real? Is it real? What is real and unreal love anyway? Is there such thing as unreal and real love? Does love have any criteria that can say that you qualify in that category? Love in this generation I think, has become more broad, unaffected by such boundaries. Ever heard of Do Min Joon and Cheon Song Yi? Kim Tan and Cha Eun Sang? Edward and Bella? I bet you’ll say yes. How about Yi Fan and me? Loljk. Well how about the same gender love? Love then, can be very difficult to fathom. It’s like forever finding the x and y. But one thing is for me, my first love story begins in a two dimensional screen and my love for him goes beyond Neverland where Peter Pan and Tinkerbell is found. No questions asked! Just love.  But really, the point of this essay is, none. Do you think so too?