So I'm going to try
to put into words all the complicated disillusionment I have been feeling for
the last little while.
So I have always
been a hopeless romantic. Always.
I had this core belief
that I expressed in a poem I wrote several months ago before my current
emotional crisis.
When one is in love
Truly in love
It changes you fundamentally.
That part, if not
all of you
Belongs to that
other person
Time and distance
cannot take away from that love
When you are with
someone you truly love
You can see the
events in your life
Every heartbreak,
every beautiful realization
That lead up to every moment you are with them.
All the successes and failures of your past
Where preparing you
for the exact moment you met the person who completes you.
When you are truly
in love with someone you may not always like them
They will say and
do things that annoy you like no one else could annoy you.
But that is love
too
They will make
mistakes, so will you.
They will point out
uncomfortable truths about you.
At times it will
feel like the farthest thing from “Happily Ever After” imaginable.
The person you
truly love will know the worst of you.
And love you
anyway.
Because to me that’s
what true love is; taking the good with the bad.
Because no matter
how bad the bad may be
Because you have
this irreplaceable person beside you
Life is fuller, better and you can’t picture
another day without them.
However lately I wonder
if that is real or if it’s all just convenience or lust. How many people never
find “love”? What if “love” doesn’t really exist? It’s just as make-believe as the
Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy , and Santa Claus. What if “love” is just a
comfortable lie to tell people tell they grow up and learn the truth? Life isn’t
a compilation on near misses and failed attempts leading you to the perfect
person for you. Real life is just a lot of hard work that leads to more hard
word. There are not soul mates and happily ever after’s. There is just we
teamed up because it’s a requirement to reach the Celestial Kingdom and theirs
a commandment to “multiply and replenish the earth”. Or the non-Mormon reason of
physical lust and a desire to cling to traditionalism. Is marriage all about ‘how
long can we go without fighting and showing our children how much we dislike each
other?’
If it is I don’t
want any part of it.
I’m with Elizabeth Bennett
from Pride and Prejudice that “only the deepest love with persuade me to marry”
(I’m paraphrasing because I don’t remember the exact quote) I’d rather be a
lesser angel for all eternity then spend it with someone who I don’t truly,
deeply, love or with someone who doesn’t feel the same for me.
I know that there is real love! Don't give up your belief in that. Your poem was beautiful.
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