It pains me to live in a world where people can’t seem to comprehend Love beyond their own selfishness; when in all reality, love and selfishness cannot co-exist; love dies specifically because of selfishness.
I must be honest in saying that I’ve grown insensitive to it.
On a personal level, there’s nothing more infuriating, upsetting, and repulsing than the idea of someone wanting to possess…me. I’m not a thing, a toy, an appliance, something purchased, I am a person. I am an individual, a peculiar individual, that is widely loved specifically because of my individuality…how could a person try to take that from me? Suggesting that they wish to possess me, and keep me to themself, because they..love me?
I watch people do this not only with lovers and partners, but with kids, as well as friends. If people would only accept the reality that nothing in this life lasts forever (from the human bond down to the human life) we would appreciate our every moment on this earth, as well as every moment shared with other people on this earth, much more. We would spend more time maintaining our relationships with others, instead of relying on the sticky illusion of attachment.
I can admit, over time it has become easier for me not to grow attached to people and things because I’ve lost a lot of things and friends and people that I loved in life. And I didn’t lose them to death; in some ways that’s an easier way to lose someone. It can be much more haunting to lose someone, knowing that they’re still out there in the world, yet for some reason you may never be able to see them again or, they may just not care to see you again. I know about the constant reflecting, the self questioning and the undying false sense of hope that that kind of thing fosters; consciously and subconsciously. But it’s a reality that I grew to accept at a young age.
I’m loved and respected by many because of the way I treat people. That is to say, I treat people with love and respect. We meet people for the sole (and soul) purpose of growth. I understand that they are all helping to cultivate me into the person I need to be. Again, you move on. And the same goes with romantic relationships.
My point is, you can take that realization and say “fuck these people, why am I giving so much of myself and time to these temporary people?”, or you can accept that they have all assisted in your growth and you maybe should actually be thankful they ever even existed in your life. Only the selfish and the ungrateful have a hard time loving others without experiencing regret and indignation. There is no debt for love; love is what we owe each other.
Ultimately, things end, and we don’t always know why they end; just as we don’t always know why they began in the first place. But what we do know is, that it happened. That’s the miracle.
