question: WHAT IS LOVE?
i've always questioned my myself.
what is that warm fuzzy feeling i get when im sitting next to a boyfriend?
what is that tingling sensation when i read a sweet message?
why does my heart yearn for him although i've just seen him an hour ago?
why is he the only person that can make me laugh without saying anything?
why does his warmth melt my ice cold hands?
could it be LOVE?
den i stop to think. maybe its just infatuation.
i've been told that REAL love doesn't hurt. that its the best feeling in the world. that despite this busy busy world and milions of people around you, all you see his him(corny! HAHA)
but i dont reli believe those cliches anymore.
i've used the word LOVE before and looking back i wonder, was it my immaturity? was it because i really wanted it to be love?
until now, i still don't have the answers. so, i asked MR. ATTICUS YEO :)
yeeling . (R) ♥ says: what is love?
(W)Atticus(W) (F) says: hmm..
(W)Atticus(W) (F) says: love is..
(W)Atticus(W) (F) says: sacrifce
(W)Atticus(W) (F) says: patience
SACRIFICE.
den maybe love is more than feeling happy with that someone.
only feeling safe when he's beside you.
only feeling complete when he's with you.
but, a feeling to protect him whatever way you can.
I think the world of I and ME and MYSELF comes to an end when we meet our significant other.
i just came across this a few minutes ago from su ann's blog and i think this is beautiful.
“this then is the source of our desire to love each other. love is born into every human being, it calls back the halves of our original nature together; it tries to make one out of two and heal the wound of human nature.
and so, when a person meets the half that is his very own, then something wonderful happens: the two are struck from their senses by love, by a sense of belonging to one another, and by desire, and they don’t want to be separated from one another, not even for a moment.
these are the people who finish out their lives together and still cannot say what it is they want from one another. no one would think it is the intimacy of sex - that mere sex is the reason each lover takes so great and deep a joy in being with the other. it’s obvious that the soul of every lover longs for something else; his soul cannot say what it is, but like an oracle it has a sense of what it wants, and like an oracle it hides behind a riddle. suppose two lovers are lying together, and Hephaestus stands over them with his mending tools, asking, “What is it you human beings really want from each other?”
and suppose they’re perplexed, and he asks them again: “Is this your heart’s desire then - for the two of you to become parts of the same whole, as near as can be, and ever to separate, day or night? Because if that’s your desire, I’d like to weld you together and join you into something that is naturally whole, so that the two of you are made into one. Then the two of you would share one life, as long as you lived, because you would be one being, and by the same token, when you died, you would be one and not two in Hades, having died a single death. Look at your love, and see if this what you desire: wouldn’t this be all the good fortune you could want?”
surely you can see that no one who received such an offer would turn it down; no one would find anything else that he wanted. instead, everyone would think he’d found at least what he had always wanted: to come together and melt together with the one he loves, so that one person emerged from two. why should this be so? it’s because, as i said, we used to be complete wholes in our original nature, and now ‘Love’ is the name for our pursuit of wholeness, for our desire to once again be complete.”
Extracted from The Speech of Aristophanes, in Plato’s Symposium.
I’d like to weld you together and join you into something that is naturally whole, so that the two of you are made into one.