a post on love.

i'm in chris' existential literature class, and we have a writing assignment, just to summarize our opinions on a few topics. i thought this would make an interesting first post in my blog, so i'm putting it here. feel free to respond.


There are several types or degrees of love I think exist in the world. I believe that the ‘true/romantic’ variation of love is a combination of many, many aspects of a relationship: a mutual deep understanding, a mutual appreciation, emotional attachment to an extent, intimacy /closeness/affection, and inspiration. I’m not sure how much I believe in that kind of love. I wrote once that "it's disgusting that people are capable of being truly, deeply, allegedly 'forever', madly in love with someone, would do anything for them. And a few short months later, they wouldn't lift so much as a finger for that person, couldn't give the slightest shit about what they're doing, wouldn't give the slightest shit if something happened to them. That’s ridiculous." Is it hard to understand that part of the beauty of love is the rarity of it? Love is beautiful because it hardly ever happens, this world is freezing cold. Love can't happen all the time, or it's just not love. If you fall in love supposedly with different people all the time, then how much does your love really mean? How genuine can that be? Every girl wants love and dreams of romance. Every girl gets depressed over boys at some point. I like to pretend that I'm not like that, like I don't need anyone. If you want to remember yourself, if you want to stay sane, don't ever fall in love. I think if you truly love someone, that feels never fully leaves, no matter what happens. You can't completely ever give up on that person. Even if you would not get back with them, even if you know it wouldn't work out, part of you still hopes that you'll get back together, and be happy again, like things used to be. Almost like you're silently waiting underneath everything. The pure, ignorant bliss of two people in love is probably unlike anything else. Happy alone and happy with someone else are two very different things. True/romantic love is the feeling of being complete, and having everything you could ever want right there with you.


I'll probably add more to this later.