I remember being told that you can’t just stop loving someone. I disagree. If you can start loving someone, you can make the decision to stop loving.
Continuing to love someone who doesn’t really love you, only leaves you attached to memories, and the desire for a relationship you wish existed.
When someone says “I love you” what does this phrase mean? How do they define love? How is their love different from someone else? How do you know if it’s real, genuine, or authentic?
Is love compassion, empathy, and forgiveness? Is love loyal, encouraging, and inspiring? Is love intimate, passionate, and hopeful? Is love poetic?
“So we ate and talked for hours.
We sat by the car as we laughed and reminisced.
We drove home to be under covers and watch a movie,
as we fell asleep like an old couple.”
Is love nostalgic, is it memorable? Is love an embrace, making you feel safe when vulnerable? Is love consistent, considerate, and kind? Is love beautifully terrifying? Out of all things love could be, love should always be true. If there is no truth in the foundation of your love, for my own emotional safety, I must stop loving you. If your love exists under the conditions of deceit, manipulation, and hypocrisy, then you have proven you don’t even love yourself.
How do you find yourself if you are lost? Love…true love. Yet, if your love is not true, you are lost, and I refuse to be lost with you.