It almost seems as if the last few posts have been inspired ever since I’ve gotten into a relationship, but no. I’ve just been having some things on my mind and the recent undulating of my emotions has me extra expressive.
Love conquers nothing.
It is stronger than nothing. It solves nothing. It excuses nothing. It literally is only there to make you superficially happy and has no other purpose.
Ooh…the glumness of that statement.
Tell me I’m wrong though.
Ok, here’s how I look at love. It is an emotion that invokes a feeling of caring for someone beyond the limits of self-preservation. To see their well-being as more important than your own. That connection magnetizes the two of you together in some unexplainable way.
But that does nothing.
Feelings do not fix problems. A feeling does not erase hurt feelings. How much you love someone doesn’t equate to being able to last forever. It is just a combination of brain signals and hormones. I understand that’s a very bleak way to look at it, but I tend to take things for what they are and nothing else. Because I love you, it doesn’t mean you didn’t cheat on me. Because I love you, it doesn’t mean I forgive you never calling me. Because I love you, it doesn’t mean we don’t have many highly incompatible parts of our personality.
My love doesn’t mean that we can’t fall apart.
That can only be fixed with hard work and effort into a relationship. I always tell my boyfriend, “we are a team” and I mean that completely. We survive or fail because of BOTH of us. When you decide to forgive small transgressions or understand and accept differences rather than be intolerant, you move forward and become closer. When issues are constructively addressed, they can be resolved and put behind you. Moving through life with someone is a choice. Love doesn’t choose, it’s a justification. That makes it powerless. In the cause and effect, it is neither. It is afterthought.
But isn’t justification also a motive?
Isn’t motive the base, upon which, we make our choices? If love is the base and afterthought, it is then more powerful than I thought. That makes is all-encompassing. If that’s true then the reason I try is because I love. In itself, love is useless. Utilized, however, it fabricates the necessary amount of will needed to proceed. So long as there’s love, there’s a reason to go on.
Til next time. Stay frosty.