Love:
–noun
1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3. sexual passion or desire.
What is this four letter word called LOVE? As I get older I'm still trying to really understand. Above is the definition but is that really the true meaning? Can you touch it, see it, can it be purchased, does it understand right from wrong, hell is it even feasible? Recently I've asked myself these questions because I'm not quite sure anymore. It seems like we've made up our own definitions and made them into rules....like the ten commandments but your able to add anything that you want at your own leisure and then push them on the people we "love". If you fail to follow these made up rules then you could have NEVER love the person in the first place. Right? Or have we confused the word "love" with something else? Could what you think is love be lust? Or maybe a caring feeling? When do you know any of the two have actually turned into love?
As you can see this whole love thing has baffled my brain to no end!!!! I have so many questions, but who in the hell do I ask? My girlfriend, who can't seem to keep her own man (none of mine of course..lol), the troubled husband or wife who's thinking of divorce after six whole months of un-blissful marriage, maybe your mother or father who of course will give you an unbiased opinion of how you should be loved..that whole queen and king shit. I live in Baltimore not England., or maybe your pastor..(which I don't have cuz I don't go to church so I'm still S.O.L)? Have we created unrealistic expectations for this word "love", which has allowed our significant other to put us on an unrealistic pedestal and therefore will most certainly cause disappointment, hurt, and in the worst case HATE.
I listen to India Arie's Ready For Love, and I hear myself saying that to love as I jump up and down waving my hands wanting be recognized but I somehow keep getting skipped over like that kid nobody wants on their team....whether it's the men I choose, or choices I make. I start to think, is love not ready for me, am I rushing this four letter word L. O. V. E. because it is something we all yearn for? Like those bad ass Manolo Blahniks you see Carrie in but you know good and well you can't afford...well something like that. It just continues to elude me and as it does the questions continue to arise. Now I don't expect anyone to really have this answer and spill their great wisdom upon me, and honestly..please don’t! I do believe it's something that finds you tho. With that being said I'll sit tight and wait my turn until love decides to choose me and I hope once I'm chosen that love will realizes that I'm nowhere near perfect, and I'll make mistakes, trip and stubble, my choice of word may not always come out right, and for the most part I'll probably be a total pain in the ass with a smart ass mouth attached. But what I do know is at the end of the day LOVE will love me for ME, understand and respect me and I sure hope he comes with A LOT of patience!!!!
