Shamelessly stolen from anonymous somewhere in cyberspace.
Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within your chest??
-It isn't love, it's LIKE.
You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right??
-It isn't love, it's LUST.
Are you proud, and eager to show them off??
-It isn't love, it's LUCK.
Do you want them because you know they're there??
-It isn't love, it's LONELINESS.
Are you there because it's what everyone wants??
-It isn't love, it's LOYALTY.
Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand??
-It isn't love, it's LOW CONFIDENCE.
Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don't want to hurt them??
-It isn't love, it's PITY.
Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat??
-It isn't love, it's INFATUATION.
Do you pardon their faults because you care about them??
-It isn't love, it's FRIENDSHIP.
Do you tell them every day they are the only one you think of??
-It isn't love, it's a LIE.
Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake??
-It isn't love, it's CHARITY.
Does your heart ache and break when they're sad??
-Then it's LOVE.
Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong??
-Then it's LOVE.
Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts??
-Then it's LOVE.
Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you there??
-Then it's LOVE.
Do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are??
-Then it's LOVE.
Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret??
-Then it's LOVE.
Would you give them your heart, your life, your death??
-Then it's LOVE.
Now, if love is painful, and tortures us so, why do we love? Why is it
all
we search for in life? This pain, this agony? Why is it all we long
for? This torture, this powerful death of self? Why?
The answer is so simple cause it's...LOVE. It is such an addictive thing that even people who
are not having it wish to experience it and share it with others as well.
Stolen or not, nice post, Nate. It says a lot, though quite honestly, I think a lot of the "non-love" entries can help make up a loving relationship.
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Jay
I think love is a mix of all of these questions.
ReplyDeleteOriginal or not it is thought provoking and, in some ways, reassuring.
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I think you need the ones at the bottom. But the ones at the top can add to them. IOW, the top can't be the only thing.
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ReplyDeleteLike many I have often pondered "Why are we here?" "What is our purpose in life?" And I think I finally have the answer, it is love. To love and be loved. Without that there is nothing. The love of family, place, job or another human being. Love is the answer (I sound like an old Beatles song now). My test of love over any of the other emotions like lust, friendship, loyalty, like and etc. was some years ago when I realized my long time partner had made a new "friend." Was I jealous? No. Was I surprised that I wasn't jealous? Yes. All I knew was that he was so happy when he visited his new friend and his family. I was happy for my partner because I love him so much I want him to be happy, even if that life is without me. Would I miss him? Absolutely but I could or would not attempt to hold onto him. I want him to be happy. When things came to a head (so to speak), and I knew they would, he asked me what I thought. I told him "You do what makes you happy. If you're happy then I am happy for you." It wasn't my intention to use reverse psychology but he decided to stay with me, much to the chagrin of his new friend who now calls me "The Devil." Now we joke about the fact that I am "The Devil." Remember the old Fifties song "Love Is Strange"? Indeed it is.
Very interesting post. Thanks for posting it.
RonRetired in Delaware
Powerful. I'll probably never experience it again.
ReplyDeleteLove is the hardest thing to explain or define,but the easiest to recognize when you've found it/have it. I have a love for many things and people and I feel lucky that it is returned to me more often than I could have imagined it ever would be. The best thing I ever did was scrub all preconceived notions about what love is or had to be (based on what I was taught and told) and allow myself to connect naturally and honestly with the people I met and allowed into my life. I am not afraid to fall in love over and over again...some of it sticks, some of it doesn't. I just think, had I given up each time it evaded me, I'd never have met those who I am lucky enough to share a great bond and love with today. Thank you for this post. It's a subject I give a lot of thought to and always welcome discussion about it...
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