I've been doing a lot of thinking about love and all the meanings and definitions people give to it.
Some may say love is wanting someone around and never get fall apart again.
Some may say love is getting fulfilled by the other half, finding someone that does that.
Some may say love is being attracted by a totally oposite personality.
Some may say love is inexplicable as simple as that.
Some may say love is caring about the other.
Some may say love is sharing.
Some may say love is sharing good moments, that makes you smile and forget about the problems; that makes all the bad things fade away.
Some may say love does not exist at all.
Some may say love is a splendid thing, taht lift us up where we belong and that all that we need is love.
Some may say love is just a game.
Some may say love ios just an excuse to get hurt.
Some may say love is the funeral of the hearts, an ode for cruelty.
...and I...well...I say love is just a feeling.
People may say love is the most noble among the feelings, the most beautiful, the most intense.
I may agree when it comes to intense - but not the most.
But when it comes to noble or beautiful I totally disagree...people think that everything is love, specially its consequences - when it's not.
People think smilling about the person they love is love, when it's not...
Do not mistake joy, tender or passion with love.
I may, in fact, say that love is a need.
I may agree it means to want someone beside you, to share, to feel good about it.Is normal to need to be understood, and heard, and supported, and comforted and even pleased.
But think that all the wyas these things might happen is love and, even worst, is noble, is just disgusting!
Do not mistake either, appreciating something or someone despite the deffects with love.
If it was so, I would love just anything in the world, and it doesn't happen.
And, specially, do not mistake jealousy with love. They just have NOTHING, absolutely NOTHING to do with each other.
And I believe this is the greatest paradox ever: love does have its boundries, its conditions, its ups and downs and it is very selfish, is always turned to satisfy your own needs, not the other person's as well as jealousy...but jealousy is when you get angry about the possibility of someone else getting selfish as well as you. Jealousy is twice as selfish as love.And reflects all the insecurity inside of you; all your weakness.
I believe the true love would be all the good,bright and cute definitions above, but not turned to youself, turned only to the other person, with no focus at you at all.
Because when we want the person we 'love' to be fine, it's because WE want to be fine OURSELVES.And for that, we NEED them to be fine.But have you ever thought about wanting someone to be fine, to be perfect, despite of your own needs and feelings?Even about this same person?Have you ever felt something about someone and didn't even NEED to think that the person could've done the same for you?
HAve you ever felt like you didn't even need to care about yourself during a relationship?
And didn't even need that the other should care about you as well as you do?
So, tell me, is that REALLY love that you feel?
Is that really love whatever it may be that you ever felt?!
[to be continued]
