I’m almost certain this could be happening in all the other types of romantic relationships too-except the coconut one. Yeah, these things do happen! I’m just going to focus on the boy/girl kind of relationship and the madness associated with it. Well, I am not disregarding the fact that these days a boy can make a boy ‘stop using his head’ or the same for girls too and I am not saying that the same is impossible between a man and chicken or even a man and a coconut. My rough definition of romantic love is where a boy meets a girl or a girl meets a boy and they both (without their knowledge) stop using their heads and rather use their hearts to do their thinking. And you keep wondering what may have caused your last break-up? Oh, my friend, it is not your fault, the whole idea of love is just super-overrated.
Children are taught about love just the way you would explain how a pizza tastes to a person who has never seen one before. Nobody took their precious time to tell us the truth about what love truly is. In short, we were taught about what love is supposed to be, as opposed to what love really is and honestly, this, according to me, was the genesis of all the teething troubles that happens in most relationships. We learned a lot about love: agape love, unconditional love, that God is love, love is the greatest commandment and many more ‘lovely descriptions of love’. Well, I grew up believing in the perfect kind of love. We were literally forced to memorize 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 and me being the sharp chap that I was, used to memorize it like a song: Love is patient, kind, does not envy, does not boast, is not proud, does not dishonor others, is not self-seeking, blah blah blah! I know y’all know the drill. When I was a very young lad, my Sunday school teacher taught me a number of notions about what love is. Let me tell you a little bit about what I think love is. This quote about the concept of love always bugs me and reading this makes me feel like it is the most elusive concept in the human history.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.” ~ Louis de Bernières That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, and it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. “Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides.
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