Love has the power to heal and also the power to destroy. When you love someone you make yourself vunerable. You give yourself to another person in the hope that they will be able to see your worth and treat you accordingly.
In life sometimes you experience different kinds of love. Your first love is usually an all consuming love. You haven’t learned moderation is key in a relationship, yet. You’re helpless to this feeling that devours your soul and leaves you wanting more. Separation if only for short a period of time leaves you desolate and anxious to be with that other person. They feel like solid ground in a world of constant change. The known in a vastness of unknown.
As you grow older your love changes. You stop believeing in the fairytale love you heard about as a child. You accept your imperfections and realize that love has taken on a differnt meaning. One of companionship. Another person bearing witness to all of life’s triumphs and tragedies. You relish your alone time and your love matures in the fact that it is more independent. You find you can be happy on your own and that the love you have is not intoxicating and ravaging as it was before. Not to say it lacks passion or rigor but it is not the dibilitaing kind of your first. You still feel vunerable you still have that fear of giving everything and it not measuring up but you also have found your own identity in the love you feel. You find that even though you’ve suffered at the hand of fickle love, you have so much still left to give.
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