Chocolate
What if it all melts away? Is that a negative thing? Or a repercussion of the inner fear we have towards love? Fear of rejection? Or is it something bigger?
As humans, we fear all which is not certain. All which we don’t understand.
Are hate and love a skill?
Chocolate is simpler. It simply melts away, unworried.
Love. You cannot love another person if you don’t enjoy your own lonely company. This holds true for any type of relationship. I sometimes meet someone I am drawn to. Intellectually disturbing thoughts of a relationship steal my focus away. Claiming myself to be free of attachment has caused more harm than good when I break that identity.
Have you ever wanted someone so much you lost yourself? You lose the person, alongside a piece of you. You say you like the countryside because you know they like it when the thought of laying in the wet grass disturbs your mind. You pretend to be someone you are not.
Have you ever loved someone so much the thought of you being together in the future holds you hopeful? Even though you are not talking anymore. You believe because you think so often about that person, they should be thinking about you too.
Have you ever met someone, felt an instant connection, and thought you were the right person for them? Even though they have a partner and seem to be happy? You haven’t even met this person in real life, but the small interaction you had is enough for all the things you are building inside your own head.
Have you ever met someone and thought they were the only person in the world for you? After you had a small love affair and moved on, they stayed in your head for the foreseeable future. You pretend to move on and even though they told you they didn’t want to be with you, you still map your life hoping one day you’ll be living in the same city, bump into each other in the same coffee place, and then, it will be the right timing.
Can you get more delusional than that? If you were to put it into spoken words, you would find yourself struggling with argumentation. Love is real. All the rest is a lie.
I imagine a utopian society in which everyone communicates what they feel, ego-free. I am also fascinated by the challenge, the misunderstandings, the game which I hate to play. A game in which if you follow the rules you’ll lose.
Compromise. Breaks bonds? If we don’t compromise in friendships, why should we do it in romantic relationships?
Chocolate doesn’t melt properly anymore. It shakes in disdain.