Thinking....love as an idea
I’ve been thinking about this......
About love being as much an idea, as an actual thing which happens between people. Sometimes, for many different reasons, two people are in love with the idea of love. And they conspire with each other to build that concept up into something as big as they possibly can. Because they are lonely. Because they’re in an unsatisfactory relationship. Because they hunger for stimulus, for an injection of passion into their lives. Because they want to try being someone else. Because they are intense people. But once the initial, mutually-fermented frenzy dies down, there isn’t necessarily much else left. Except maybe a slight discomfort, and a desire to distance yourself from its source.
Of course, I may be talking out my arse. I often do.
About love being as much an idea, as an actual thing which happens between people. Sometimes, for many different reasons, two people are in love with the idea of love. And they conspire with each other to build that concept up into something as big as they possibly can. Because they are lonely. Because they’re in an unsatisfactory relationship. Because they hunger for stimulus, for an injection of passion into their lives. Because they want to try being someone else. Because they are intense people. But once the initial, mutually-fermented frenzy dies down, there isn’t necessarily much else left. Except maybe a slight discomfort, and a desire to distance yourself from its source.
Of course, I may be talking out my arse. I often do.
posted by Chantorelle @ 7:47 PM
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