RE: Love
February 19, 2013 at 9:39 am
(This post was last modified: February 19, 2013 at 9:44 am by thesummerqueen.)
At any rate, in a more serious response: if I were describing love - from deep friendship up into romantic love - it is the sudden realization that your life would be darker, greyer, and feel more meaningless without this person that you want to give the best to, and be the best for. I don't know that I believe in love at first sight, but I do believe in realizing it like a flash of lightening because of one word or gesture. I don't believe it happens the same way every time - like in the movies when someone is a widower and they say "I haven't felt like this since so and so" - bullshit (unless they just mean "happy"). People are never the same and the world you build between the two of you shouldn't be and won't be the same as with someone else.
Oddly, one of the best and truest quotes I've ever encountered about love isn't even a happy one.
On a lighter note...one of my absolute favorite love songs, from one of the best movies in the world:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d22CiKMPpaY
Oddly, one of the best and truest quotes I've ever encountered about love isn't even a happy one.
Quote:“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up a whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life… You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore.
Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ or ‘how very perceptive’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love.”
-Rose Walker (The Sandman #65: The Kindly Ones by Neil Gaiman)
On a lighter note...one of my absolute favorite love songs, from one of the best movies in the world:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d22CiKMPpaY
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