Call Me Maybe

Forever is an illusive statement. It's like hate or need. I don't think I could ever really hate someone or something and as far as needing something goes there are only a few select items that really fulfill that specificity. I feel that, like beauty, forever is in the eye of the beholder. The term can take the role of some hopeless romantic's favourite term, being used in the odd tweet and the abundance of love letters that they write in order to waste time and emotion. For those who believe in fate, forever takes a whole different role. This type of forever is stored way back in the depths of their brain cavity, fearing to appear until the time is right. These risk-takers proceed through life anticipating nothing and being truly happy when they finally strike gold. I guess, in using the term half-life, at least in love, it is used to generalize the beginning stages of the ever so attractive emotion. The good times. The times that Carly Rae-Jepsen sings about. These are the times where getting lost in each others eyes is a common theme and PDA is a constant one. If love really is forever, it is those times that are most fondly remembered. They get the lovers through the other times. The times that James Blunt sings about. Oh, how he must envy Carly Rae. I ever find love, I never want that half life to end, I'll be singing Call Me Maybe forever. - All White Everything