Love is an emotion that is mostly joyous, yet sometimes sad, but always worth it. The roller coaster of emotions that love brings is at times complicated to understand. Why do we love so deeply and passionately and allow those we love to rip and tear at our souls only to fall back deeper into love the next time?
Well because, for a brief moment, you know the one, the one when he or she looks at you for that first time and their hand innocently, though deliberately, touches your skin and your head starts to spin, your breath quickens to the point you think you may pass out. It’s at that very same moment that your heart and head cannot say anything to dissuade you from falling into the well of love.
Love can be the best feeling in the world. We have all been there and felt it and even in the worst of situations can recall that first encounter from memory with great affection at a moment’s notice. Even or should I say especially while chowing down on that quart of Ben and Jerry’s Ice Cream you are eating because of another failed relationship. But that never seems to stop the Hopeless Romantics.
What did you say? Being a Hopeless Romantic is a myth. To all you nay sayers I say “Oh contraire”.
Love and romance are what have caused some of the most prestigious people to fall. It has brought down monarchies, dynasties and dignitaries the world over. So, if it were such a myth why does it happen so often?
You must admit when you read about being reminded of that first encounter when you finally see “the one” look at you for the first time you smiled. Ahh yes you know you are trying to put up a brave front but you my friend are a Hopeless Romantic too!! I’m just not ashamed to admit it. I love when in movies the girl gets the guy, the guy gets the girl or whatever combination of options that makes them happy… you get it. When they get the person they truly wanted or blindly overlooked but in a blink of an eye realized that they were their one and only. Ahh yes that moment. It is then and only then that time stands still and it confirms what you already know or think you know which is Love is grand.
Love can hurt sometimes you say. Oh, yeah it hurts. It tears and rips at your very core. Even the best of relationships can have those kinds of days. There will be the ones that make you feel like you’ve been trampled by a stampede of elephants and you will tell yourself “I will never let anyone treat me like that every again” Ha Ha Ha. Famous last words because two nights later you are out with your friends having a self-proclaimed pity party and in walks, well for the sake of a better name, we will simply call them “Next”. So “Next” walks in and they belly up to the bar and you give your best coy look and in the morning when you are doing the walk of shame because well damn it you deserve a little revenge for what happened in your last failed relationship and thus starts the roller coaster ride. Because Next turns into One More Time, turns into Oh My God What Was I Thinking, turns into I Can’t Believe I Just Did That, turns into That Was Incredible. Each and every one of those people you just rode the roller coaster with brought something to you that you can take with you both good and bad and store into the recesses of your memory for future use. That Was Incredible on the other hand actually makes the cut and sends you deeper in the well of Love.
When you fall into the well of Love you forget that you need to be sure that the rope holding the bucket is attached. That rope can best be summed up as your family and friends who are always telling you “oh you make such a great couple” and act like That Was Incredible is the best person for you and the minute well actually the Nano second they That Was Incredible is out of the picture they tell you “I didn’t really like them” or “so not the right person for you”. Uh well you know you could have mentioned that sooner people. We as family and friends choose to sit by idly and watch the train wreck. I guess it’s the sadist in all of us. Hey, let so and so see what I’ve been having to put up with for the past umpteen years. Why as a society are we happiest when those around us are suffering most. Well I say it’s because we don’t want anyone else we know to get the Best Thing That Ever Happened To Me before us. No, it’s not a race but you sure would think it was based upon everyone. That is the only explanation that makes sense. But Love doesn’t always make sense so maybe we need to go with the less is more theory as in those around us need to worry about my love life less and mind their own business more.
Now back to the subject at hand L-O-V-E. Such a simple 4 letter word yet it holds us hostage in some respects and in awe in others. Love to me is an essential part of our well being. Statistics show that people who have healthy love lives live longer and fuller lives. So, I say live life to its fullest. If you are lucky enough to have found your one true love congratulations, if not they are out there, and better yet be happy with you and then you will truly be ready for the Best Thing That Ever Happened To Me.
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