Law and Order: SVU and the UnSTABLER Side of Myself

I’m quiet you know. You make a first impression.
I’ve found I’m scared to know I’m always on your mind ♪ ♫

- Howie Day ~ Collide

 For those of you familiar with Law and Order: SVU, hopefully you’ll catch my drift when I say that Elliot Stabler and Olivia Benson BELONG TOGETHER. Being a huge fan of the series since…almost the beginning, I’ve watched the 11 season relationship grow and stand the trials and tribulations of a fictional NYPD unit that specifically deals with sex crimes and all the horrors that go along with it. Being partners, I think they were able to see and experience sides of each other that wouldn’t normally emerge in everyday interaction. It’s strange to even call it a relationship, as their many experiences have landed them into the all too well known “grey area”. Considering that Stabler has a wife and a family, I doubt a full out relationship with Olivia would be written in. (Although, Stabler did divorce his wife in season 8, but they quicly rekindled) There then comes the question of “What are they, exactly?” The more I think about the answer the more complicated it gets. I guess when it comes down to it, if you were to ask if their relationship has crossed the line far enough that Stabler would be considered cheating on his wife? my answer would be “No” But, has their relationship gone farther than being just partners who catch the bad guys? YES for sure! They may have not ventured into a physical/sexual attraction but there is definitely an emotional attachment between them, as it becomes quite obvious in many of the recent seasons, the presence and the abscence of either one of them has a deep effect on the other. Perhaps this is that new phenomena gaining popularity they call “emotional cheating”.

This then got me thinking, at what point does emotional attachment cross that forbidden boundary. Is it wrong to feel strongly attached to someone so much that their prescence or abscence has an effect on you? And I ain’t talking about the family kind of attachment. (Though I find it quite ironic that the word ‘kuya’ comes to mind) At what point does friendship and caring suddenly become ‘like’ or, dare I say it, “love”? Trying to find such an answer, through my own experience has lead me to a lump of complex and conflicted emotions that I would rather stow away in the corner in my mind than sort out and face. Perhaps it’s because the answer may not be one I would like to hear, or perhaps I’m just really lazy. 

To further humour myself with this, perhaps my interest in the Stabler/Olivia relationship was not really about them, but about the interest in my own ‘grey area’ dilemma.  Talk about your classic case of emotional projection.

awwh so cute!

All in all, the main lesson I’ve taken away from this situation can be easily expressed with a quote by Albus Dumbledore:

“It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.” 

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어제… 고마웠어요.

오늘도 고마웠구요.

내일도 고마울꺼예요

처음부터 고마웠어요.

내 눈길 내 손길 하나에 행복해 했다던 당신의 고백을 들은

그 순간 부터.

그렇게 당신의 뛰는 심장소리가 다 들릴 정도로 가까이 다가가

내가 당신의 팔에 조심스레 팔장을 끼며

우리가 나란히 걷던 그 순간 부터.

그때 부터 쭈욱 너무 많이 고마워요.

아마 평생 고마울것 같아요.

당신이라는 사람은.

Thanks for yesterday…
Thanks for today…
I’m going to be thankful tomorrow too
I was thankful from the beginning
When you confessed that my eyes, my hands were all that it took to make you happy
From that moment on…
I went closer to you so that I can hear the sound of your heartbeat
I wrapped my arms into yours carefully
And from the moment we walked together side by side
From that moment on, thank you so much
I’m probably going to be thankful all of my life
For someone like you.

6am ~ Standstill

Two souls stare into the depths of a quiet, endless ocean

Atop a wooden structure of the lifeguard’s stand

The night overcast touching a dark lake of unfathomable blue grey hue

Lights make their existence known

In the far off peripheral of the lonely beach

The bitter chill of autumn piercing lightly layered clothing

As stories shared of past and present

In the silence and dead of the starry sky above

And the ever moving grey of the sands below

The faint smell of cigarettes encircle the cold windy air

In that instant, that standstill capsule of time

The world was left behind

A world of deadlines and rules, of angry mothers and expectant fathers

Of societal niceties and normative expectations

Cell phones abandoned in the car, its absence of a kilometers expanse

The only thing left

In that instant, that standstill capsule of time

Was the universal constant, and the universal language

The basic of mankind

And the foundation of life

Love.

The truest truth in the realm of the human mind

That could move mountains, or bring the world to a stop

That could cause insurmountable joy and unimaginable sadness

That could bring people together,

Or tear them apart

As the waves crash upon the unbeknownst sand

Soft smiles and hushed laughter

Attempt to convey that which only a heart can

And in that instant, that standstill capsule of time

The only warmth that could be found

In the night of that bitter autumn chill

Was a hand against a bare hip

And his lips against mine