I need you to understand that my belief in love does not come from blind optimism or things always going my way or happy endings in my life or even that of others around me. My belief in love does not come from a fluff of a romantic novel I read before in understood intimacy and intercourse. My belief in love does not come from anything outside of my ability to experience, give or receive love, it comes from me and my stubborn belief that love can survive many things. True love, the unconditional one that we all crave, sceptically seek and naively “find” in the wrong places can survive many things, humans on the other hand have a threshold that if often tested in the name of love. What are you willing to test?
Let me not digress; I believe in love because that thing is lit. Honestly, truly love is my favourite human and other worldly experience. What makes my belief in it be what it is, I’ve realized, is that I have had to learn in several ways throughout life that all forms of love are satisfying, necessary and irreplaceable by another. The love of a father cannot be replaced by the love of a mother, despite many who have had to. The love of a child cannot be replaced by the love of a romantic companion, despite the bad decisions that some make at the expense of a child to appease a romantic companion. The love of a romantic companion cannot be replaced by the companionship of a friend, despite many who have tried.
Every form of love I believe is unique and necessary to fulfil distinct parts of our desire to be loved and accepted and knowing that each form of love is so unique from the other guides my eagerness for it all. Here’s a silly analogy; food. When I think of food a menu, near endless comes to mind of things I can eat to give me sustenance and let me survive. Some foods just taste good while others taste good and are good for you, cooked by different chefs and in different places and different times of the day to fulfil one basic need. Love in its many different forms that you will come to appreciate at different points in your life, works the same in my opinion.
What am I supposed to do, not believe in love because I got my heart broken by a partner or betrayed by a friend? That’s not how my love works, it’s resilient at times nearly to my destruction but that’s where reasoning comes to play. I will not break myself trying to love that which cannot be loved. I will however continue to pursue love, from friends, family and honest lovers who know better than to fuck me over. I said I believe in love, I didn’t say I was a gullible sweet soft jelly puff about it.
I’ve had enough experiences with humans to teach me that love can be tainted and abused, but those things are human behaviours, rise above, love better, do better, be better.