JULY 31ST- I was random noting at freeopendiary last night and ran across this one guy talking about this necklace he bought with an H on it that he wears to remind him of his girlfriend Hayley. He talked about how much he loved her and I noted him. He noted me back calling me sweetie. It made me think about all the forms of love there are. A lot of people I meet feel alone, they want someone to love them, for them to be liked, and understood. Of course they usually mean they want someone to love them in a sexual/sensual manner.
Why do we thrive on this? Why is it not enough for a person that I love them? Hmm, that sounds really self centered but follow me on this. I love Jerry very much yes. I also love Cat, just in a different way. I love Cat the same way I love Emily and Andrew, Velina, Anne, Matt, Andrea, Melissa, Jess, Morgon, Daniel, Brian, Stephanie, Hilary, Dana, Elisa, Valentina, Rynnel, Amy, I love them all. (please please PLEASE don be offended if I didn't mention you, it's late and I'm tired and I'm not thinking completely well but I did mean to include you.) It's not in a sensual/sexual way, but how much does that really matter when it comes down to it? Then I wondered how many of these people know this? I'm a quiet person, but it doesn't mean my feelings should be left unknown. I think I'm gonna make sure they all know it now, starting with you. Because so many people thrive on this feeling, why not let them know it's there? It may not be exactly what you're looking for, but that will come in time if it hasn't already. Just remember there are as many forms of love as there are moments in time. (yeah stole that from Mansfield Park, but you'll forgive me.) |
