“I am,” he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
It’s amazing how much capacity we have for love. It really is. Think of all the people who matter to you. Relatives, friends, lovers, and that wouldn’t be the end of it. What about pets? Or non-living things. When someone says “I love my iPhone”, and you think they actually mean it, maybe it’s because they do.
But let’s go back to people for a moment. Sometimes you fall in love and you just stay that way, for ever. You don’t need a reason, in fact reason has very little to do with it. I often wonder what motivates us to love. Being loved in return seems like the biggest incentive, but somehow that doesn’t seem right. Many times we are not loved back, sometimes love really is unrequited and even then we do get something back from just one-way love. What that is, I will probably never know.
But what I do know is that life without love is empty and cold. I have recently talked to someone who runs away from falling in love, away from anything that could cause any future pain. And, in a way, I understand it. Being hurt is not fun, but neither is a loveless life. I’ve had my share of highs and lows in the love department, and let me tell you, the lows may be bad, but the highs are definitely worth it.
Well, I know better than to give advice to the general Internet audience, but if anyone out there is in need for some encouragement, please take my word for it: don’t give up on love, there’s always hope even you think the last flicker of light has disappeared from the horizon…
I’ve been wondering about all these romantic comedies that come out of Hollywood these days. Do any of these people actually know what love is? Do they have any clue? Did they ever fall in love? Movies these days are all about casual sex turned into not-so-casual sex, friends becoming lovers, getting-married-because-it’s-convenient-and-then-regretting-it-and-choosing-to-be-with-your-best-friend-instead-because-you-“love”-them. Oh, give me a break! That’s not love! That’s convenience, that’s making the best out of a messy situation at the very best! Or what about all those “I can’t stand this guy but you know he is kinda hot so why not”! I wonder, I really do. Do the people involved in such movies write that stuff because they sell? Or do they actually think that’s what love is?
I wonder if they have ever experienced that sinking feeling, the trembling, the feeling-lost-when-he’s-not-here (or she, whatever), the I-wonder-if-he-will-kiss-me-tonight, the oh-god-please-let-him-kiss-me… Do they know what it’s like to look into somebody’s eyes and actually see love? Do they have any idea what it’s like to actually walk around happy because you are in love and not because you “nailed” someone hot? Sure, that has its place, but it’s not love. Love is driving in traffic in the morning and not caring, being at work and dreaming about the person you love, waiting by the phone for a call or a text, smiling when you hear their voice, pretending to be cool when you talk to them (but failing to do so, because no, you are not cool, you are in love), being sad when they hang up, dreaming about them some more, locking yourself in the bathroom to think about them, because people at the office expect you to actually work and not daydream (how dare they!) and when you finally get to see them you try so hard not to show just how much you’ve missed them or how much in love you are, only to hear them say “I’ve missed you” and then it all falls into place because you never really wanted to hide it in the first place, you just don’t like feeling weak and vulnerable but at this moment you don’t feel weak at all, you really are the most powerful person on earth, because you love someone and they actually love you back, they actually feel the same. You enjoy it because it’s really all you can do. Games are not really a part of it, they can’t be, because it’s real.
So how about it Hollywood? How about another Casablanca, how about a little less of the Friends with Benefits stuff, a little more true love? Doesn’t a real love story sell tickets any more?