So, I was talking to my cousin about love, and its been on my mind with Valentine's Day being tomorrow, and my question is, Does love really exist? Does it exist only if you know a person to the deepest depths of their souls? Or is love something that you naturally have and extend towards certain people? Or is love simply a fantasy of society, something that you just "do" because it's what society expects? OR, is love truly the thing that we all think it is, that unreasonable, irrational, gut-wrenching, heart-tearing beast that we all have hidden somewhere and will one day come out, whether we want it to or not?
To quote me in our debate:
"i think that i would love the real u just as much or more than i do the u that i think i kno, bcuz love is something that i dont think is readily given or readily taken away. i think that when u love someone, even if u love someone completely different from the real person, u will always love them, as u begin to discover more of what they r truly like, the love that u had to begin with will just grow until it becomes what it is supposed to be for who that person is supposed to be "
I don't know. Maybe I'm crazy. Hehe, I know I'm crazy. But that is just talking about love towards family members and the like. What does that mean for romantic love? Does it stand a chance?
I hate Valentine's Day. It brings such depressing thoughts to mind. But there are some comforts: my data match at school had two of the four guys that I like on it. Yay!
A poem for Valentine's Day (my first in French!):
L'amour
Je t'adore
Mon amour
Mon cheri....
Baisse-moi, s'il vous plait
Oh la la...
L'amour toujours,
Mon cheri
L'amour toujours moi
Vive l'amour
C'est si bon
Oh la la...
C'est la vie!
Translation:
Love
I love you
My love
My darling...
Kiss me, please
Oh, my...
Always love,
My darling
Always love me.
Long live love
It's so good
Oh, my....
That's life!
I'll just keep swimming down, down, down. There's no point in trying to reach dry ground, I'm drowned.
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