For the longest time I thought that I knew what it was to love and how good it felt to hear someone say that I was loved. I thought I knew what it felt to hurt, to cry. I thought that the most painful thing in the world was being hurt by the one you loved and not knowing where to go from there. I thought I couldn't talk to the one I loved about something that bothered me if it involved them and I was afraid to bring out any of their flaws, afraid to ask for change, afraid to ask for what I needed to be truly happy. Well, I realized that never have I been more wrong.
I'm not going to pretend that I know what it means or feels to love eternally. Because I don't. I'm not going to pretend I know what perfection is, because I don't know that either. But I think what it really comes down to is that there is no perfection. It doesn't exist. Love isn't perfect and never will be. If it was then it wouldn't be love because love is all about taking everything, the good with the bad, and holding it so close to you that you cant figure out what has actually become a part of you. Love isn't thinking, it's feeling... and no, the most painful thing in the world is not being hurt by the one you love... but hurting the one you love. It's not about avoiding problems, but embracing them, and realizing the intimacy that comes with every embrace. It's not about changing flaws but loving them, and not seeing them as flaws, but a beautiful part of that person you love so intensely. The greatest feeling in the world is not being loved and having someone say, "I Love You", but loving someone and knowing how happy they are to hear you say it to them.
The greatest feeling is knowing that you yourself have the ability to make someone as happy as you feel every time you see them. You have the ability to make someone smile just because you exist. That feeling when your heart is so full, so bursting with emotion that you wish you could just share your heart with theirs so that they may feel even an ounce of the amazement that you've seen, felt, experienced. I used to question "love is all you need". I didn't think it could make it through any situation. I didn't believe it was always strong enough and yes, I did think you needed things in life other than love. I thought losing love was devastating and wanted nothing but to have it back, and wanted it even more when I couldn't have it. And yet again, I was wrong. Because love isn't about wanting what you can't have. It's about wanting when you can't have it and even more when you can. It's about loving, yet feeling that even love is not good enough, not strong enough for everything you feel. It's about being so entranced by someone that no words could ever be strong enough, and the only sufficient form of expression is the entrancing glance you share with one another when you fall so deeply into the other's eyes that the rest of the world just disappears.
Love is all you need.
Love is hope and faith, desire, understanding, compassion, trust, loyalty, individuality, character, composure, excitement, and so much more. But most importantly love is about passion. Passion so true so rare so raw that it's depth and density will never dwindle. To love someone with that much passion is to make anything work. To take that spark, that drive between the loved and go where you need to go. Love is taking that passion and running with it, finding a way, looking for the answer, and in times when one doesn't exist, making one.
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