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Do we grow up knowing what it means to love, truly? Do we learn, at an age when our hormones are going wild and peer pressure abounds, that what it truly means to love is to be committed to oneself? And if we are taught this, why doesn’t the lesson stick? Why do we feel like love is based on our sexual gratifications? Oh wait; maybe it’s just me that feels this way.
Love is overrated, but true love however, that is something pure. It’s a feeling that comes and goes just as a lightning strike and if we’re not careful, we tend to miss where it is intended and settle for where we think it may have struck.
How can one be in love then fall out? If you love someone, then at what moment do you stop loving him or her? The hardest thing to try to explain to someone is that you still love them, yet your actions and thoughts have moved on to another lover. How is that possible? If I love you and you love me, how can you claim to love another? Is love so dynamic, it can coexist between relationships simultaneously? And if it is, then what is to stop someone from becoming promiscuous? Or does it not work that way because that’s morally incomprehensible.
We get caught up in the idea of love and marriage so much, we don’t truly get to know the person but rather how the person displays the so-called emotion we believe we are dealing with. And when those displays cease, when the flowers, cards and candies stop coming, when the notes on the pillow or text messages to say I love you during the day come to an end, well then suddenly things have changed. The individual has changed. The love has come to an end. Is this a fair assumption? Or is it that those things were done because he or she thought it was what you expected of love. Or what they expected of love.
Perhaps the generosity was done in order to get your attention or capture your emotions or get you in bed. And once it worked out, once they had achieved their initial objective, well now they feel like they have to continue to cater to you so you don’t think they are a dog or selfish. Or maybe the sex is just that good, or appears to be at the time and you don’t feel like its worth giving up so you continue on with it to appease your own selfish desires.
True love. If we are able to ever be fortunate enough to be able to say we are in love, we should cherish it for what it’s worth. That, my friends, is a rare emotion shared on a rare occasion but when it comes along, we can only hope we are paying attention because otherwise, you may find yourself sitting somewhere alone years later wondering what happen to my love…
