Friday, October 21, 2011

FIGHT

Max told Charlie, "I want you to fight for me". It was a son telling his father whom he didn't see for most of his life to do something to make him stay. He was practically begging him to show him that he means something to him.

Don't we all want that? Don't we wish that the people we truly care for see and return the love that we give them? Don't we feel good whenever a random act of thoughtfulness comes our way courtesy of the people who occupy most of our waking (and even sleeping) hours?

I wanted to say that to someone but my rational side tells me it's stupid. That someone does not have a reason to fight for me. I don't complete his world nor will it be altered by my absence. He has no reason to move heaven and earth nor lift a finger for me to stay. I'm convenient to be around but I'm not indispensable.

But the irony is that I will also not fight nor resist his decision to leave. He is entitled to that and if he decides that it's what he wants, he'll get it. So you'll probably say I'm being unfair. I want someone to fight for me but I won't fight for that someone. Sure, I am unfair but I'm only being unfair to myself. Because even when the balance doesn't tilt to my favor, I'll always wants what he wants for himself. Even if that means what he wants is to let me go.