I know. It's the most worn out topic in the world. Probably most of you are not even gonna read past the first few lines. It's just not interesting anymore. You're looking for something new.
I'll give you new. What I wanna ask in this particular post is: Does love really exist?
I have a friend. Every time we discuss our separate relationships or somebody else's story, he ends up saying in the end, "There's no such thing as love. What is there is affection and man's need for a person who understands and supports him all through life."
When I ask him does he not miss his girlfriend, all he says is, "I miss her not because I love her or I am addicted to her. I miss her because I am used to her presence in my life. She's like a habit I have."
As for me, I am the complete opposite. I am a die-hard romantic. Nothing can change that. Oh please. Don't make that skeptical expression. I am not one of those people who believes in fairy tale endings or happily-ever-afters or undying love or whatever. And I am certainly not in love with the concept of love. I am a 21st century girl who is completely practical in her view of life. But love? Oh yes, I believe in love. Completely.
What my friend says is true to a certain extent. Affection, supporting the other person, understanding...all these things are a part of a relationship. You can say that's love. Missing someone because you're used to their presence in life...well yes that is love. That's how I see it.
But love for me, is a lot more. It's wanting a person to be happy no matter what it is that forms their happiness, even letting them go. Love is fighting for that person, fighting to win them back, fighting to keep them, to be with them. How can you let go without a fight?
Love is wanting to be with them, being happy and comfortable in their presence. Love is understanding them, respecting them, supporting them, always being there for them.
But love is certainly not crowding their space or being obsessed with them to the point that it becomes stalking. Maybe you don't wanna share the person but at least let him or her have a life.
Here I have two entirely different views of love. Or maybe they are not so different after all. I don't know. I am a romantic and I think I shall always be. I don't know what you think. What is love? Does it even exist? I'll leave you to discern your own answers. After all, it all depends on the perception of the person.
I'll give you new. What I wanna ask in this particular post is: Does love really exist?
I have a friend. Every time we discuss our separate relationships or somebody else's story, he ends up saying in the end, "There's no such thing as love. What is there is affection and man's need for a person who understands and supports him all through life."
When I ask him does he not miss his girlfriend, all he says is, "I miss her not because I love her or I am addicted to her. I miss her because I am used to her presence in my life. She's like a habit I have."
As for me, I am the complete opposite. I am a die-hard romantic. Nothing can change that. Oh please. Don't make that skeptical expression. I am not one of those people who believes in fairy tale endings or happily-ever-afters or undying love or whatever. And I am certainly not in love with the concept of love. I am a 21st century girl who is completely practical in her view of life. But love? Oh yes, I believe in love. Completely.
What my friend says is true to a certain extent. Affection, supporting the other person, understanding...all these things are a part of a relationship. You can say that's love. Missing someone because you're used to their presence in life...well yes that is love. That's how I see it.
But love for me, is a lot more. It's wanting a person to be happy no matter what it is that forms their happiness, even letting them go. Love is fighting for that person, fighting to win them back, fighting to keep them, to be with them. How can you let go without a fight?
Love is wanting to be with them, being happy and comfortable in their presence. Love is understanding them, respecting them, supporting them, always being there for them.
But love is certainly not crowding their space or being obsessed with them to the point that it becomes stalking. Maybe you don't wanna share the person but at least let him or her have a life.
Here I have two entirely different views of love. Or maybe they are not so different after all. I don't know. I am a romantic and I think I shall always be. I don't know what you think. What is love? Does it even exist? I'll leave you to discern your own answers. After all, it all depends on the perception of the person.
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