Simple complexities and love.
What if everything that you’ve ever heard about love was a lie? Because you see, the only time I genuinely knew what love actually meant, was when I was a child. This was before I made friends, this was before I could read, before life tainted my beliefs as to what love truly is. Now, people are more cautious and confused because we have to distinguish between lust and love, infatuation and adoration, dependency and the enjoyment of their partners company, the perfect timing, age, and everything else. I know the love I have for my friends, my family, my art, life, and what exists within this universe and beyond. But the love that I might one day have for my partner? Who knows. I noticed that a bunch of people nowadays preach about love as if they’re some sort of guru, telling other girls what not to do when in a relationship, talking about timing, and I am baffled because in my head, I am constantly asking one question, Who are you and the fuck do you know? I think love is simple but throughout the years, it’s morphed into a complex and vague matter. It could be an emotion that we could feel with every fiber of our beings, an unexplainable source of inspiration, a connection, a way of life, and whatever else that I can’t seem to think of at the moment. But this is just my opinion. I’ve seen it all. Those who wait years before sharing the words with their significant other, those who did so after a month, a week, or during an intense moment of love-making (no joke). Regardless of when and how, those words hold the utmost value to me. It depends on the person and their relationship, so if anyone were to come to me with the expectations of me telling them if they’re in love, I’d just laugh because well, who am I and the fuck do I know? To me, love is undefinable, limitless and one of the most powerful things that we could share. We shouldn’t question it, restrict it, and especially, how dare this state pass laws which legally discriminates human beings and categorize their love as false? Why complicate simple things? Why cause more negativity and draw lines between people? It’s not about having it one way or another, legally or illegally, and I fear that orientation will be something people will always have a hard time digesting but when swallowed, it could be one of the sweetest delicacy to ever touch the tip of your tongue because love is love — no more, no less. My hope is to have the world one day recognize love being blind because it does not see between things. It is felt, shared, and multiplied. Love is a simple complexity. Complex efforts to define but when stripped down to its natural being, the simple beauty will ultimately leave this entire world in awe.
