Is It Really Love?
Love is Irrelevant
I’ve only loved the impossible.
I have screwed up every relationship with every incredible, beautiful, smart and funny woman that I’ve been with.
I’ve only felt the passion of love with those that lived in other countries, that were way older than me when I was a teenager, and with many other examples of complication, some definitely not safe for work.
I even overcame the impossible with some of them, only to get bored after wards.
Yes, I am a mess when it comes to feelings, relationships and vulnerability, I’ll give you that. But there’s another reason why “love” has been so hard to find in my life:
I have no idea what love means.
Love is another one of those words that I kinda hate, like happiness or passion. I hate them because they are so imprecise. When you see movies like “The Notebook”, or “Pride and Prejudice”, with scenes as dreamy and perfect as they can be, you end up believing that love is a universal concept. You end up believing that passionate kisses under the rain in beautiful settings with models is what love should be like.
That’s why I “love” those impossible girls in my life. Because they are my own Hollywood movie. It’s thrilling, exciting, and fun.
But is it really love?
I’ve been in a serious relationship only once. And I didn’t love my girlfriend. But you know what? It worked very well, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Maybe passionate “love” is not what working relationships are supposed to be about.
I really don’t know what love is, and I don’t care anymore. Is it really what we should aim for? What about sex? Laughter? Beauty? Intelligence? Money? Culture? Family? Are you going to tell me that those things don’t matter? Or are you going to tell me that love includes all those things working in perfect harmony?
Because I don’t buy it. Let’s stop lying to ourselves.
The rationalizations of the people that have settled are hurting those that are still looking.
Define love in your own way, or ignore it completely. Love is irrelevant at this point.
Knowing yourself is much more useful.
All You Need Blogger: Carlos Miceli
Carlos is an Argentinian philosophy lover, who surfs through life smiling, debating and reading. He blogs at OwlSparks, and is also co-founder of Untemplater, the guide to shatter the untemplate lifestyle! Follow him on Twitter @carlosmic
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