Love, or the way we perceive it, has changed as well. Some say that we have grown to enjoy being alone, that we enjoy the idea that technology can imitate real interaction. We text, we e-mail, we skype, we like, we comment, and, yet, we often find ourselves asking, “What is love?” or, more importantly, “What is love supposed to feel like?”
Sometimes we tend to analyze stuff for longer than necessary. Most times we like to believe that life was better, funnier in a distant past we will never be able to go back to. The place and time we live in is never as wonderful as those million worlds we imagine or dream about.
But the truth is, love is simply what we need it to be. Virtual romance or not, one thing has never changed: the way being in love makes us feel.
Sometimes we feel that life’s a battle, and we’re alone. We feel that when no one is willing to hear us out, or when no one is willing to fight the fight with us. We feel that we are alone when there’s no out to reach out. When staring outside the window, we see only darkness and silence.
So why is it that we need someone else? Why is it that we have to feel as if there’s something missing, something that’s been taken away from us, something that only another person can give us?
Something that can’t be bought.
Something that can’t be stolen.
Something that can’t be defined or understood or seen.
Something we all need, we all want.
And when you find that something, that’s when you’re complete. Perfect. Happy.
That’s when all your dreams become possible, no matter how crazy they really are. when your biggest fears die.
You’re not afraid anymore.
You’re not alone anymore.
Love is simply this: we give the best of our hearts to someone who’s willing to fight the fight with us. Nothing else really matters. Distance, age, sex, whatever.
People worry too much. I worry too much. We think too much, and this makes us be afraid. Of what’s out there, of what’s inside us.
More thoughts on love and romance in my novel, 2:22 AM. Available on Amazon here.