What I've come to learn in my own experiences and by observing others relationships around me, is the possibility that love may not really exist. Sure we might get those butterflies in our stomach and we might smile uncontrollably, but how long does that last. It doesn't last forever, at some point or another all those emotions you once felt are gone. You wake up one morning look in the mirror and wonder to yourself, what am i doing in this relationship. So I can't help but wonder is our search really for that one true love, or is it simply for companionship. Has our society put such an emphasis on romance and love stories as children, that it's simply become too impossible to obtain. I spent the better half of a week searching and browsing profiles of singles in and around my location, and a pattern was starting to reveal itself. "looking for my prince", "looking for Mr. Right","could you be the one", are just a few of the ocean of headings all searching for the same. The endless photos of half naked men, and desperate commendations, in hopes that their words would be the words to hook the big fish, from the sea of men. I stared at these men's photos and wondered to myself, were they searching for the impossible fairy tale love story, or are they just lonely.
It's my theory that as the years progress and the comfort begins to settle that you know everything there is to know about your lover, that the spark begins to die. He's no longer exciting to you, that man you met in the beginning no longer exists, and no matter how hard you both try to bring that man back, it's never the same. So I have to ask, are we so afraid of being alone, that what we are really searching for is a companionship of sorts rather than the fairy tale. Are we willing to settle for that man who destroys our self esteem, who keeps us trapped in our own homes, who makes every other person feel like the world except you, all because we're so afraid to be alone. I see the life of so many people dwindle away, escape through their fingers by these impossible loveless relationships, because they're so afraid of starting over, because they're self esteem has been shattered, or because they simply don't want to put in the effort to search for "love". What we are doing is changing the lives of future generations to believe that love really does not exist, that we can marry who we wish, and a year later divorce that person for their best friend. That monogamy is simply a theory, and relationships are only for those too afraid to be alone. I look back to the 20's, and 40's and 60's when love was deeply emphasized in black in white movies, novels, music and art, and I compare to movies, novels, music, and art of today and it is clear that our society has fallen out of love. We have to remake old fairy tale movies and stories because we don't know how to manifest new "love stories", we base our novels and movies in older generations when love was clearly emphasized, as opposed to today. The music, listen to the words, we sing about heartache, cheating, and emotions of despair and no longer sing about love, true love. We have fallen so out of love, we no longer remember what it is, how to keep it when we've found it, or how to find it.
Love is not amount in a man's bank account, or whether his eyes are blue or brown. Whether he is naturally olive skinned or if he self tans, it's not about whether he's financially free, or flips burgers for a living. Whether he wears Armani, or fruit of the loom. It's about the feeling you get when he enters the room, the way your body responds to his voice, the way your body and soul ache when he's away. It's not whether he'll arrive on a white horse or 1990 Honda Civic, it's about the him arriving at all. We've been searching for all of the wrong qualities, because Cinderella lived in a castle, we want the castle and all it's belongings and later photo shop in the prince. Love is out there for everyone, and it's right in front of our eyes, and the only thing you have to search for, is how to love. Not who
It's my theory that as the years progress and the comfort begins to settle that you know everything there is to know about your lover, that the spark begins to die. He's no longer exciting to you, that man you met in the beginning no longer exists, and no matter how hard you both try to bring that man back, it's never the same. So I have to ask, are we so afraid of being alone, that what we are really searching for is a companionship of sorts rather than the fairy tale. Are we willing to settle for that man who destroys our self esteem, who keeps us trapped in our own homes, who makes every other person feel like the world except you, all because we're so afraid to be alone. I see the life of so many people dwindle away, escape through their fingers by these impossible loveless relationships, because they're so afraid of starting over, because they're self esteem has been shattered, or because they simply don't want to put in the effort to search for "love". What we are doing is changing the lives of future generations to believe that love really does not exist, that we can marry who we wish, and a year later divorce that person for their best friend. That monogamy is simply a theory, and relationships are only for those too afraid to be alone. I look back to the 20's, and 40's and 60's when love was deeply emphasized in black in white movies, novels, music and art, and I compare to movies, novels, music, and art of today and it is clear that our society has fallen out of love. We have to remake old fairy tale movies and stories because we don't know how to manifest new "love stories", we base our novels and movies in older generations when love was clearly emphasized, as opposed to today. The music, listen to the words, we sing about heartache, cheating, and emotions of despair and no longer sing about love, true love. We have fallen so out of love, we no longer remember what it is, how to keep it when we've found it, or how to find it.
Love is not amount in a man's bank account, or whether his eyes are blue or brown. Whether he is naturally olive skinned or if he self tans, it's not about whether he's financially free, or flips burgers for a living. Whether he wears Armani, or fruit of the loom. It's about the feeling you get when he enters the room, the way your body responds to his voice, the way your body and soul ache when he's away. It's not whether he'll arrive on a white horse or 1990 Honda Civic, it's about the him arriving at all. We've been searching for all of the wrong qualities, because Cinderella lived in a castle, we want the castle and all it's belongings and later photo shop in the prince. Love is out there for everyone, and it's right in front of our eyes, and the only thing you have to search for, is how to love. Not who
As a female who is been married for 15 years I can honestly say that love is real however it's up to the two people in the relationship to nurture it and allow it to grow sometimes people take each other for granted and think that your partner loves them so much that u can do anything and nothing that they ever do will ever harm that love they have,,,,,,, but just like anything delecate such as love the continuose of blows and let downs couse for that delicate object to become bruised and eventually die ;( it's sad to say but love is something that u have to work for not automatically assume you will get at first sight,,,!!!! That is just lust and infatuation with the exterior
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