Love, is it a fantasy, an experience, an illusion, an idea? Is it even real?
Does it just happen at the spur of the moment or is it something that is nurtured? Is it something that grows with time? From spending a lot of time with a person or you don't even have to spend that much of a time before it happens? Does love at first sight really exist? Does that butterflies in the belly really hold water when you meet someone for the first time? Does time really stand still and the heart just feels like exploding out of joy and excitement of being with that person? Are these feelings real or they are just fictions of our imagination? Could love also mean pain? Pain unfathomable, but something you just have to bear cause you love this person?
Why can't the understanding of this love thing be so easy and straight forward and not having to make one study it like a subject in school.
Why do people say love is blind? A question I'm sure a lot of people have asked themselves, but really why do we say so? Is it because when a person is in love he/she doesn't see the flaws of his/her partner? Is it because the shortcomings and red flags of the partner is seen so easily by third parties and people around but is hardly noticed by the one involved? Or is it just a choice to turn blind eyes to everything negative and just live in the fantasy of the relationship you have in your head?
I have lots of questions about this thing called love because it's something I think I'm struggling with. One moment I want to spend the rest of my life in the presence of this one person, spend every waking hour with him, be beside him every hour of the day, share my every thoughts with him and be extremely vulnerable around him and the very next moment he becomes really annoying and intolerable, not like he has done something wrong but just a part of me that feels it could just be a fantasy and everything was bound to end sooner or later and either ways I should always be ready for the worse.
Sometimes I feel it's as a course of the way my last relationship ended (a story I'll tell some other day). Is it fine that I am cautious about this relationship and using my previous one as a guide? Some people think I'm wrong but they say "fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me". I just think if I should let things happen that way again I might just be making myself a fool who doesn't learn from past mistakes. Love really is something else. Can it ever be without any form of doubt and just be real for real? Sometimes it feels like the only form of real love there is is that of a family even though some times family hurts us too, but the love is definitely there.
