love parasite

i never imagined i could be so similar to an organism as adversely as a parasite all this time. How ridiculous of me admitting that i have so much love to give, when all i think about is myself. All i have been doing is absorbing love nutrients from a more solid host without contributing significantly to it, although i actually could. What benefit did i seek from this unruly interaction? i certainly never meant to harm any host. God forbid if i ever turn into a parasitoid. But in a way, i tend to kill the love inside the host with my parasitic ways. Because love demands a type of symbiosis thats mutual. By one definition, parasitism can be called a certain symbiosis, although another definition excludes it, since it requires that the host benefit from the interaction as well as the parasite. Give and take. The two words both individuals expect from a relationship. Take the lovingly odd relationship of an Egyptian Plover bird and the crocodile for example. The crocodile openly invites the bird to hunt parasites on his body. Even going so far as to open the jaws to allow the bird enter the mouth. For the bird's part, this relationship not only is a ready source of food, but also a safe one. Considering that few predator species would dare strike at the bird at such close proximity to its host.

Unlike the happy plover bird and crocodile, my relationships tend to resemble the likes of an aquatic leech to any kind of host. Take take take is probably what i've been doing all along, of course with some minor not-so-personal giving here and there. Just like a leech, i suck the love out of my significant other with my endless negativity. What kind of negativity you ask? Insecurity, selfishness, cynicism, skepticism, doubt, distrust, defensiveness, you name it! I attach myself to a specific host after certain amount of strategies in finding one. I remain with one until i become full of realization that i have more than enough love than i need. In this point is where i fall off, exactly like the blood consuming leech when they digest.

I never intended to keep being like a parasital leech with him. I wanted us to be the bird and the crocodile. But who could've guessed my negativity (the core parasite) of my whole being (a parasital host) made me a hyperparasite. This is what a parasite having a host that is itself also a parasite is called (phew, that was hard!)This means i can't get rid of those negativities as i easily as i thought. Oh what is a parasite to do? But fortunately, the host i'm attached with right now evolves an elaborate defensive mechanism. Quite a massive one i might add. Such as plants that often produce toxins which deters both parasitic fungi and bacteria as well as herbivores, he made me face my negativities and refused to be harmed because of them. It is anything but normal for a parasite as myself to be irritated by the daring host's request, at first. But beyond all the fuss concerning the parasite and the host lies a magnificent thing. Love. Making even the deadliest parasite to consider evolving acts of adaptation to a particular host. This parasite just hopes that we gradually coevolve into a relatively stable relationship.