What is L*** ?

... Infatuation? Passion? Comfort, Excitement, Joy? Being able to act like children together or growing up? Satisfaction, Security, Rebellion? Is it telling little while lies to see their smile, or telling the truth because "I'm not afriad to hurt your feelings" (- the notebook.)? Or maybe the most genuine honest love is nothing more than Puppy Love. The kind where you cant even begin to comprehend that big, scary future everyone keeps talking about if their not with you to expirience it.

Whatever it is, there is something unparalled in the heaviness of the word. Many people today believe that it's used too often, that people "love" their cereal, their friends, their wine, their sports. Really, though, it's nothing more than a word, no different than the word Incredible or Faith, be it religious or not, and yet those words, too, are thrown around carelessly. Does it change their meaning or weight? Of course not, it just means that you need to really listen and pay attention to absorb the realities of them, and as far as I'm concerned if you're moving too quickly to really hear how much something or someone is Loved, than you have no buisness listening in on such an important topic.

There are a few types of people in this world: there are those who fall in mad, true, depserate "love" with everyone their lips have ever known, those who think too much and "decide" in an exact moment when they fell in Love, and there are of course those masichists, such as myself, who are not only unable to speak the words, but even reprimand themselves for allowing their thoughts to wander over them refusing to truly believe they are In Love. None of these, however, seem realistic to me. You simply can not love everyone. You can not choose who to love, as that's been proven moreoever than anyone would like to admit or relive, and much the same way, you can not choose against love.

Following this, what is left for love? It cannot be chosen, or denied. It cannot be known or unknown. It just is, with the same mysterious comfort of a lazy Saturday afernoon on the couch with your current counterpart. It's in these moments of bliss of Love and Being that a religionless, common Nirvana takes place that could never be explained or understood, understated or overestimated, accepted or denied.

So for those who have lately been disturbed by the recent trend of using this lethal word, remember that however often it is said does not change it's meaning or lessen it's weight. When it is felt, it is felt and no amount of misuse can break that.


I, however, still refuse to admit I have felt it. =)