I think it might be the one thing I am not cynical about.
We all want it. We all deserve it. We all need it, both to love and be loved. Sometimes I think there may not be enough love in the world. If you’ve read my last post, you’ll know why.
Unless I’m stressed, frustrated or tired, my heart is quite full of love. It’s always been like that. It has always been just there, a deep seated part within myself. It goes deeper than any other feeling I know. It’s the only feeling that is constant.
I don’t know where it came from, how it is actually still there. But without this incredibly deep feeling of love within me I would be a different person.
I think I’m guarding it quite closely. I never actually told anyone that it is there. Of course, I love my family, my friends, I loved my ex and to a degree always will. I love my dogs and most definitely always will.
Aside from people there are many things I love: books, not surprisingly bookstores, the written word, music, the sunset and the deep blue sea, starry skies.
I love people I have never met, like Terry Pratchett, Ellen Degeneres, Sheetal Sheth. I love them for very different reasons, but love it is regardless.
I love life with a passion that transcends everything else. And not just my life, just life itself.
I don’t think I will ever be able to focus the love inside of me on just one person. The One. My Ever After. I think it would crush her.
I find that people seem to confuse love with relationships and crushes with lust. Or maybe vice versa. Of course I want to be with the one I love, but that doesn’t mean that the one I’m with is also the one I truly love. (For the record I’m not with anybody right now.)
And maybe I have a crush on someone, but think I might lust for them. Or think I lust for them when I’m actually crushing on them. This is where it gets confusing and where most people don’t see the forest for all the trees (don’t get confused this is a very German proverb).
Listen to your heart, because in this matter it’ll know better than your head. Don’t give up easily, don’t give up at all for the right person.
So what if you have to let go of someone in order for them to get back to you? Just as long as they come back. We’re all so deeply flawed that we will overlook on occasion what is right in front of us and fight too hard for the wrong person, whilst not hard enough for the right one.
Live and learn, they say. This goes for love as well. But I do believe that if there is enough love between two people, they can conquer anything.
Maybe I’m a hopeless romantic, but where this is concerned I much prefer it over being a hopeless cynic.