I’ve read that it’s better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. That sounds like something someone makes up while they are trying to recover from a breakup or worse, unrequited love.
I’ve loved a time or two. I’ve lost a time or two; in regards to love. I’ve even had the pleasure of experiencing unrequited love. For those reasons I’m not sure it’s better to have loved.
In many ways, I think I could’ve been ok without every experiencing love like that. But then again, I could just be recovering from a breakup or unrequited love!
I don’t know what I think about love, at this phase in my life. I do know that I employ too many fantastical ideas about love and relationships.
I do know that I stick with a person well past the expiration date. I do this in all of my relationships, romantic, familial, and platonic.
Please don’t tell me that familial relationships do not expire! I’m not suggesting that we will quit being family but I am suggesting that the dynamics change. Familiar relationships take work to maintain just like all other relationships.
Love, romantic love, is something I vowed to never do! I was uninterested of putting my heart out there and exposing my emotions. I was adamantly against ever falling in love.
Some people have said that the thing you’re most against is the thing that you will run into or at least find yourself doing. Well! I didn’t listen to that sage advice.
I looked up one day and realized I was in love with an amazing individual. Yes, he was and is and likely always will be amazing. I did not want to fall in love with him and I questioned the validity of my love for a long time.
I bet you’re wondering why I don’t believe that it’s better to have loved since I still still speak highly of the one I loved?
Well although my life improved drastically with his presence, I don’t know that I’d want to experience the vulnerabilities associated with falling in love all over again.
I don’t know if it was necessary.
If I seem confused, I’m not; however, I am still struggling with the vulnerability associated with falling in love.
I’ll never speak badly about this man, it’s really not about him. It’s about me and the complexities of my emotions.
You won’t catch me truthfully singing that I feel like falling in love