What is love?
This has to be the hardest question for mankind to answer. Does anyone know what it is? What its worth? How it really feels? Does it awaken your soul? Make you a better person? What is it about this silly word that makes everyone so insane, so obsessed. Searching for it, and racking our brains over and over for this one silly word. Love.
At one point I thought I knew this love. How it made me feel nervous and excited all at once. A million butterflies in my tummy and all tingly when he would look at me or touch my hand. How at one point it made me want to be better. I once heard "The best love is the kind that makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds." Then I realized I never had this kind of love. Which brings me to my point. I will ask the question again. What is love?
Is there only one kind of love? My theory is no. As I am sure many of you will agree with me. I believe that there are many types of love. For instance, the love of mother and child. I love my mother to death I love how she raised me to be the person I am today. I love how she supported me in most of my decisions even though she knew some of them were pretty stupid, and how she is always there for me no matter what. Unconditional love. Then there is the love you have for your siblings, friends, and family members. You know they would do almost anything for you, and you would do the same in return. This is more of a botanical love. A love that grows until it can't anymore; but is always there and keeps re-generating. A simple love.
But what is it about this third kind of love. The all consuming, passion controlling, heart racing, body tingling, mind numbing crazy love that makes every single person feel like they cannot, and will not live with out. What makes this love more important than the rest. How can something that makes you feel like you're flying one second have the ability to make you crash and burn the next. Love is a wonderful thing, but it can also be ugly, and dirty, and heart breaking life altering love.
Now don't get me wrong. I love, love. I want to feel love at its fullest. In the words of miss carrie bradshaw "I want real love, ridiculous, inconvenient, all consuming, can't-live-without-each other, love. I think this love seems more important because, there is that one person that completes you, changes you, and makes you want to be better. When others just simply can't. The problem is that people search of this kind of love. So we live through the madness the craziness the sadness and the tough times because the right person makes it all worth it. I want this love.
The problem is most people spend their entire existence looking for this love. Searching for it, jumping from one person to the next because they can't find the love they crave and so badly desire. They don't realize that nothing good ever comes from seeking it out, and hunting it down. They lose out on the best kind of love, because they simply do not like to be alone. These people think love is a lost cause, the love and happiness and marriage, cannot exist together. When they absolutely can. These people feel like they have no time. No time for love, when love needs more time than anything. And when you think about it. The time you wasted searching for love. Could have been spent waiting for the real thing. I refuse to look for love. I believe that the best things come when you lest expect them, with time and patients. I want my Peter Pan.
"You know that place between sleep and awake? That place where you still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you... Peter Pan. That's where I'll be waiting."
-Tinkerbell, Hook
This has to be the hardest question for mankind to answer. Does anyone know what it is? What its worth? How it really feels? Does it awaken your soul? Make you a better person? What is it about this silly word that makes everyone so insane, so obsessed. Searching for it, and racking our brains over and over for this one silly word. Love.
At one point I thought I knew this love. How it made me feel nervous and excited all at once. A million butterflies in my tummy and all tingly when he would look at me or touch my hand. How at one point it made me want to be better. I once heard "The best love is the kind that makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds." Then I realized I never had this kind of love. Which brings me to my point. I will ask the question again. What is love?
Is there only one kind of love? My theory is no. As I am sure many of you will agree with me. I believe that there are many types of love. For instance, the love of mother and child. I love my mother to death I love how she raised me to be the person I am today. I love how she supported me in most of my decisions even though she knew some of them were pretty stupid, and how she is always there for me no matter what. Unconditional love. Then there is the love you have for your siblings, friends, and family members. You know they would do almost anything for you, and you would do the same in return. This is more of a botanical love. A love that grows until it can't anymore; but is always there and keeps re-generating. A simple love.
But what is it about this third kind of love. The all consuming, passion controlling, heart racing, body tingling, mind numbing crazy love that makes every single person feel like they cannot, and will not live with out. What makes this love more important than the rest. How can something that makes you feel like you're flying one second have the ability to make you crash and burn the next. Love is a wonderful thing, but it can also be ugly, and dirty, and heart breaking life altering love.
Now don't get me wrong. I love, love. I want to feel love at its fullest. In the words of miss carrie bradshaw "I want real love, ridiculous, inconvenient, all consuming, can't-live-without-each other, love. I think this love seems more important because, there is that one person that completes you, changes you, and makes you want to be better. When others just simply can't. The problem is that people search of this kind of love. So we live through the madness the craziness the sadness and the tough times because the right person makes it all worth it. I want this love.
The problem is most people spend their entire existence looking for this love. Searching for it, jumping from one person to the next because they can't find the love they crave and so badly desire. They don't realize that nothing good ever comes from seeking it out, and hunting it down. They lose out on the best kind of love, because they simply do not like to be alone. These people think love is a lost cause, the love and happiness and marriage, cannot exist together. When they absolutely can. These people feel like they have no time. No time for love, when love needs more time than anything. And when you think about it. The time you wasted searching for love. Could have been spent waiting for the real thing. I refuse to look for love. I believe that the best things come when you lest expect them, with time and patients. I want my Peter Pan.
"You know that place between sleep and awake? That place where you still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you... Peter Pan. That's where I'll be waiting."
-Tinkerbell, Hook
