There are so many different types of love.
Love of life, love of self, love of others, romantic love, familiar love, friendly love...but all of these are just love. When loving oneself, it is possible to love others, in a passionate deep love affair.
With love comes understanding, beauty, passion, compassion...all the amazing things that make life full and worth living. So why do I feel so lonely. I have these loves, except the romantic, and lonely I feel. Less. Missing something, perhaps not love though. Perhaps change. Something new. But does that mean someone new?
I want the sweetness of a love, a new love, with none of the thorns. But it seems they must be hand in hand and add the joy with the dark, which makes love what love is. Perhaps we are just told this? Perhaps love would be different if we just thought of it differently. Is the way we think of it only socially created? Is love even divine or is it defined by society. Would it not exist if we needed it to help create social unions?
Too many questions for tonight, no answers to be had.
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