Simple, True

Sometimes, I think I just don't understand what love really is. Or maybe I just don't get what others think it is, like it's some sort of big complicated mess or a pop quiz. People toss the word around so much I'm afraid it's lost all meaning, like it's no longer even a feeling. It's just some four letter word that people say, said so often and repeated over and over till it's become cliche. People still want to make something special out of it, but sometimes I find it hard to really give a shit. It's not that I'm bitter and don't love any one, it's just that this flood of "love" is something I can't outrun. I'm not one to build fake relationships for the sake of having relationships so call me old-fashioned but this is something that has me a bit impassioned. When you're two weeks into dating, it's a bit too soon to begin the love labeling. I've known and dated girls for months and never pulled out the love card, it's just something I hold in high regard. Trust me, I know what it's like to feel that way, I love a girl like that even if she doesn't feel the same way. Maybe it's because of this, know what real love is, that I feel like I need to explain myself. All I think is we might want to put love on a metaphorical shelf, not to be hidden and shied away, but something to be cherished and put on display so that maybe, maybe one day you can give it away to someone who deserves that gift. In my honest opinion there are two types of love, one for your friends that can be divided up and parceled out and a pure love that is only meant to take one single route. You see, you have to be careful with the latter because it's hard to get that pure love back and losing it feels like a heart attack. You really don't understand the meaning of love, until you've lost it while staring at the stars above. Love never lets you decide who to truly love, it's simply an instinct we never even think of. I never knew I'd fall so hard for someone until I did and it never made me feel more like a kid. It was something new and wonderful that seemed perfect, but in all things there was a defect. Love in and of itself is broken and shattered, but we all ignore the fact that it's so tattered. We all look for something clean and shining, but that's why so many are left pining. Looking for Prince Charming or Snow White, ignoring that love is really a fight. A fight past your struggles and your companion's struggles, people just try to avoid these troubles. Sometimes it's hard to keep fighting and we give in accepting it's a battle we'll never win. Then it's all compressed and condensed until love becomes something facile, trying to ignore the things that make it a hassle. Everybody to make love real and tangible so their expressions of love become nothing but physical. Emotional intellect is tossed aside for a narcissistic disconnect. I'm sorry but sex and love just don't go together because you can always have one without the other. It's a complicated mess of emotions and feelings that usually leaves people reeling, unprepared for the impact it brings, not knowing how to handle it when their "heart sings". So they let people pull on their heart strings playing them like puppet, unable to just tell someone to stop it. Their heart becomes damaged and broken and lover becomes something to never become spoken. We guard ourselves and build up a wall that should have never been put up at all. All because love is misused and misunderstood and it's hard sometimes to see why it's even good. My advice is guard your heart and be careful with love, but don't withhold yourself just because. Love is great, wonderful, and amazing, it's beyond anything I've been describing. I'm probably wrong with half the things I said, and it's pretty arrogant to think I understand love with the thoughts in my head. But what I do know is this, true love is truly bliss.