Our culture defines love in many ways: A touch, a look, a "feeling", a moment of intimacy, a kiss.
But a touch, a look, a "feeling", a moment of intimacy, a kiss...these are all temporary.
Love is supposed to be eternal. If love is only based on "feeling", intimacy, that kiss, the look, the touch ..... it wont last, because those things will fade and when those things vanish you are left with nothing but the memories....and what good are those without the one you shared those memories with.
Webster has his way of defining this meaningfully small word:
The first of his definitions says it is a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
I love how he uses the word profoundly....its as if he is trying to describe through this beautiful word how big it really is. That it is not just a tender, passionate affection, but instead a profoundly tender, passionate affection.
We, as a culture, make love appear to be so small. We make it appear as a routine...falling in and out of "love", divorcing and remarrying, dating and breaking up and repeating and repeating the cycle until we've had enough.
I believe that most of the time, we fool ourselves into believing we are in love, just so that we can show the world that we are not alone, or maybe we do it because we want to feel what it feels like to be in love.
But usually, as the circle of life goes on, that feeling disappears, and he/she is gone.
Most of the time that leaves you broken, depressed, needy, vulnerable, and angry.....My question is why do we put ourselves through this?
Doing it once is bad enough, and then when you do it over and over again it becomes a routine.
So why do we do this to ourselves? Why, when we know the outcome, do we still fool ourselves into thinking that maybe, just maybe it will be different? Why waste your heart away like that?
Next, he defines love as Sexual passion or desire.
This is what society misconstrues. Sexual passion and desire was not meant, as society makes it out to be, to be that moment of intimacy that you call "love", it was meant to be something shared, not taken.
Passion and Desire. These are two elements of love. the are often used as an excuse to be called love, but they are only mere elements of it. The passion is the part that your partner share and cherish and hold dear to eachother...it is only yours and your partners. And the desire is the constant want for that person. to please them, to love them, to cherish them everyday of your life. it is such a special thing to have, and i hope that everyone will someday find it. But my prayer is that none of you will mistake it. Take your time. Love is about patience:)
