Although there have been some very positive changes in my life as of recent, there remains one constant for some time now. I wouldn't mind it so much, if I knew there weren't any consequences to this behavior. But I see how it is unsettling my father, killing my mother and distancing me away from my home. It is not drugs, nor alcohol, nor legal problems. To the contrary; it is Love. No, it is not a mistype, nor am I delusional.
Love- one might ponder, how can an emotion that is constantly being evoked and sought after by others be such a burden.
When Love becomes selfish and unkind, Love rejects the outsiders and prohibits the entrance within it. Take the example of Romeo and Juliet. Greatest Love story of all--- my Ass!
William Shakespeare did wonderfully in capturing the Love between two naive, stubborn, horny teenagers who against the law marry each other and finally commit suicide because they are too impatient. But what Shakespeare's work lacks is a glimpse into the surrounding Love. Only until the end of the play does the reader come across this. After Romeo's and Juliet's downfall, their deaths, there is a insurgence of Love from the Montagues and Capulets which is expressed through raw feelings of pain, despair and sadness. I beg to pose the question, why then, why till the end?
Love like this is only damaging, egoistic, deathly. Love accepts all kinds of Love. It doesn't matter if it comes from a girlfriend, or a mother, or a sister, or a friend, or a stranger, or a loving pet. The matter of fact is that it IS Love in its pure form and it shouldn't be declined.
"Love is patient, Love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preseves."
- 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
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