Now thats one thing right there. The only way you could possibly learn anything from it would be by experiencing it, proactively involing urself in it. But what i always see to overlook is that love isn't between boy n girl along. I love my dad to but therez ALOT that makes me say otherwise. However, the core bond between us would be love no matter how differently we see each other.
Now i realize parents are always supposed to be right and that there is little room for error in this business of rearing children that they run, but when i'm soo God dam sure that it is his mistake at a point not mine, as in his over reaction or lack of reaction is at fault then I find no need to hang my head low and apologise...it makes no sense. Enough of daddy issues lol lets get back to business.
The mutual relationship between two people who care about each other and have an interest in each others self propagation could be defined as love. It is a chemical love for their smell, a physical love for their touch, a mental love of their voice. In most cases you might see the memory of the person, who they were or what they seem to be is what we fall in love with. Once the love is acknowledged it changes with time. But y is this so?? why do we cut off all the air they need, the live they used to lead, try to change the person. We feel my doing so we are bettering them in some way, not too unlike the intentions our parents have for us. But then y do we allow this person to modify us when if it was our parents we would let hell loose before even bending an inch. The self-propagation, the love for each other is misunderstood at times.
Love is a door. Once given the key to this door, we see a side of the person we want to see but couldn't. Its a whole new adventure from then on. What people fail to understand i feel is that this person you love was a person before you came along and will be one once ur gone. so y chain him/her, why control or modify everything they do or say, to a point where it alters their relationship with others. The funny part is love does not mind this...becuz they are blinded by you. You seem sufficient...you are anything and everything they could ask for....NOT!!!
This is my KEY point. Such emotions are not love, its infatuation, its delirium...anything but love. For love cannot be so selfish. It allows room for growth. Physical display of affection is important though. It is the only way, at the end of the day, to show you special someone how much you truly mean to them. Think about...how many poems, how many words could you write. Now i can translate an essay to a kiss and that would have a greater impact LOL.
Love isn't easily defined...i've bin in love a few times in my life. Thrice to be exact. It is quite odd because the affection is not the same, neither is the intensity and neither is the reason. But dammm its a feeling. Fly high with no landing zone in sight. The worst is when you see that this flight is going to end soon. In such a case you gotta decide to either crash land...jump off with a parachute before landing and let the plane take ALL the damage. The latter is rare because no one wins when love is lost.
But that is learnt and what is felt in the brief time that ur flying...its worth the fall. What is important is remember...this is a fault of circumstance, the way the world is made, the way the wind flows that the plane crashes. So hold no grudges, no hate, just let the love live on.
I've bin rambling for a while now. I'll be back.
Peace.
