My Heart Cries

I am sad. My heart cries when people pursue relationships out of something other than love. The pain, the drama, the selfishness. They grow and swell and devour people. And it pains my heart to watch. I don't know why. Perhaps because I'm in love myself. Perhaps because I can see what happens when people are in it for only themselves. Perhaps my eyes are just opened to the pain around me and the humbleness to recognize it inside myself.

I was watching the fashion channel today. I know I know, but it is plastered everywhere at the mall I was at, and it too saddens my heart. People's perception of beauty is so warped. I saw one lady with a "dress" that looked like it had a big rectangular piece of cardboard taped to her back. Well, it was frilly. After I laughed at the complete ridiculousness of it, it made me sad to know that these girls, these women, are just pieces of flesh to be shown and strutted about. I felt sorry for them. Their whole job is just to look good. In the words of Derick Zoolander, "Have you ever wondered if there was more to life, other than being really, really, ridiculously good looking?" Most people have actually, I think. But the root is the same. The need for fulfillment, for the absence of pain, for a place where things seem to be alright runs very deep in our hearts. And people do anything to fill that need, with the notable exception of giving themselves away for someone else.