Explain Explain

After my trashy post, I come back with a new post about love. Still boring and filled with trash but at least it's in English :)

I just watched this movie “After Sex” and it reminded me about a message I received from my ex a long time ago.

“Don’t ask me how I know I love you. For love is not meant to be explained. It’s meant to be felt.”

And I have to say, after receiving that message, I never felt the same. I mean I always answered the questions of my friends that I have no idea why I’m with this person but it just feels good when we’re together. I never thought that I was giving the right answer about being in-love. Because love is not something you can quantify or something that you can attribute to your partners eyes, legs, face, even mind. It is something you feel towards that person. And don’t tell me that you “love” that person because he/she is kind, sweet, honest, beautiful, loyal, faithful, monogamous, or whatever you have in your mind. I hate to break it to you but that my friend is not love! Those are just what you see when you are in-love and even if those things are absent, you don’t give a damn because no matter what short comings that person has, your feelings will not change. And don’t give me that lame reason of him/her making you feel complete. That’s not love either. If that’s love, you won’t feel complete; you’ll feel that you want to be a better person for that person. Now that, that’s Love.

There will come a point in your life that you will find that one person that will make you feel that you want to be a better person. And you want to wake up every morning beside that person. Smelling his/her hair and preparing a breakfast for two. But unfortunately, not all will have the guts to jump and take the risk. Some will be too scared of the possible pain that they will cower away from what will make them happy. But I can’t blame them. Because to tell you the truth, even if you feel that you want nothing more in this world that to be with that person for the rest of your life but the person you’re feeling this to is not reciprocating it, then you will just end up in a world of pain. But that’s the beauty of it. Love is like jumping into a pool without knowing if it’s deep or shallow. If it’s shallow you will end up hurting. But if it’s deep, well you will be in for the ride of your life. I have taken that jump twice. The first time I was hurt pretty bad. I even promised myself that I will never jump ever again. But then I met MB, and I was never the same again.

To end this post let me tell you about a quote from a friend that said something like this:

I don't know how but I do. And I don't know any other way. I love you.

I’m paraphrasing of course but you get my idea right? If it’s something you can quantify or basically anything that you can explain, then that’s not love. It’s just lust. And sometimes it’s better. Especially if you’re honest to yourself.





“Explained Love is Sugar-coated Lust” - Anon