Why do people fall in love? Is there some divining force? Are we predestined to be with one person over another? Do we actually have control over whom we love?
Love is describe by Webster’s as warm affection; fond attachment; the passion between the sexes; the object beloved; a word off endearment; the score of nothing at tennis. Love is the only game that is not called on account of darkness. So if we are all in a giant game of tennis doesn’t being in love mean that we are nothing?
Then there is lust. Longing desire; carnal appetite; depraved affections. What is really the difference? To lust after someone is to desire them, but to love someone shouldn’t you desire them also? Though it is considered depravity to lust after someone, while loving them is passionate.
Love has the power to rule the hearts and lives of men and women. Yet when did it gain such power? Love is stronger than any force on earth, love can cure all ills, and love will conquer all. So tell me how? How can love do all these things? To explain love would be to render it powerless.
Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Thereby saying that love has the power to conquer and cure, makes it powerful corruptive. Love corrupts, in ways the eyes can not see. Love strangles free will, captures the heart, and tortures the soul. It causes the mind to twist in turmoil, and frolic in denial. Though none of that prevents us from spending many of our waking hours searching for love.
As we search for love though, we are often caught in the traps of lust. Viewing the world through rose colored glasses, where lust transforms itself from depravity to passion. When the mind unable to see past the carnal appetite of the libido, falls prey many a time. Where we delight in the pleasures of the body, and for a time the intellect. Slowly, the pink fades and reality snaps back on us. Shining down, showing us the folly of our ways. That love has not been attained, and in the end out of the trap we rise. Each time to be thrown back into the lions paws, unable to escape the constant pull of the heart to find that longed for endearment.
Every time our heart is broken, we go back looking for more pain. The small amount of happiness that can content us. Looking for our little piece of Nirvana here on earth.
Eventually after days, weeks, months, or even years of searching, we find ‘the one’. The individual that fills all of our requirements. That man or woman with whom we feel we can find the passions of lust, and the endearment of love. We have found nothing, yet everything. Yet why do we fall in love with one person over another? Is it the shape of their hands, the curve of their cheek? Everyone falls in love with different aspects, yet still it is love. But what is love?
Is it the tingly feeling that starts at your toes and shimmies up through your body? Making every inch of you shiver with the anticipation of that someone’s touch, or that striking look they give you. Is it that they are the only person you’ve ever met to understand that ever present need you have to walk around your apartment naked?
I suppose it all boils down to the fact that no two people fall in love with the same aspects. Though we all fall prey to the disease of love, at one point in our lives, and the trials of lust many more. Whether it is some dormant gene in our chromosomes, which he brought out of the primordial ooze with us, or a world wide epidemic, we all search for love. It is the one thing that unites every person on the planet, the search for that one person who completes us, the way no one else ever could.
So whether you fall in love with the way the hair falls over their forehead, or the way they tickle your insides when you see them, it is all relative. Just remember you have no choice in the matter. You will fall in love with whomever your body and soul tells you to. Though you will lust after anything with a cute butt. Society has programmed us that way. So just deal with it, and move on.