Researchers at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology have just announced the discovery of the neural link between remembrance and emotional response, as well as an effective method of memory manipulation. The study, published Wednesday in the journal Nature, has huge implications for medicine, particularly in treating conditions such as depression and post-traumatic stress disorder.
We go out once a week. You’re charming, incredibly driven and smart, and was always able to keep me on my feet. You ask questions that challenged me. You listen to my petty life rants and do something to calm my nerves. We never went to the same restaurant twice, and our dates varied from midnight isaw trips to cupcake trippins to greek food. You open doors and pick up tabs without question. You never forget to call or text at least thrice a day since you knew I was easily overwhelmed by constant communication.
You were incredibly kind to your mother, and that attracted me most to you. During my entire span of knowing you, you had remained consistently kind, charismatic, and endearing. But I just couldn’t commit.
I often found questioning myself for not wanting to take things to the next step with you. I frequently come in contact with entitled men who have very little regard for women. You were a stark contrast from that. You were the “full package” by all means and every single one of my friends who met you immediately liked you.
But there was just something missing. I know people say this often about relationships that don’t work out but it was something I felt from the first moment that I met you. Even so, this inkling was overtaken by our amazing conversations and how well we got along. I was convinced that maybe I could make it work. But the thought of the missing component crept into my thoughts during our greatest moments together.
From this I have learned that physical and emotional chemistry cannot be forced, no matter how hard I try.
After weeks of back and forth, I finally had enough courage last night to tell you how I really feel about this whole thing. I would be lying if I said I do not worry that I will never meet someone so wholesomely great again. But I am enamored by the emotional flaws and imperfections of more complex beings. Any girl would be incredibly lucky to be with someone as perfect as you- but I guess you were just not perfect for me.
"Walang kulang sayo, sadyang malabo lang talaga ‘ko."
I’m a writer. Don’t buy me roses or fancy things. Kiss me in every language and envelop me in the soft hug of a sentence. Teach me how to write without words, and I will love you for the rest of my undocumented existence.