Preface: After watching numerous episodes of Sex & The City and continually trying to be in a poetic frame of mind, it’s easy to get philosophical about love… well, for me at least
Also, I’m not sure I have this well thought out, I’m a little hesitant to post this without going over it again and filling in some of my mental blank spots. However, please know that I am just mulling over what love is, true love. I’ve been trying to define it the past month, through poetry and theories. I’m convinced humility is a very large part of love and here I am attempting to connect some of the dots that are so severely scattered in my head. (Note the time I first started writing… eesh! Night Owl Theories For the Lovehunter… a new blog name?)
I am still up, (1:30am) I just cleaned the kitchen and wrote a little… mostly about love and life being in question.
While in the middle of a poem I wrote, “I am caught in the humility of need” and I think there’s a strange truth to that sentence, I’ve never really associated “need” to be a humble thing. I guess it is though… to need something you are succumbing to the fact that what you have (minus that thing you need) is not enough; you are not fit to survive without it. Like food, starving people are caught in that humility of need; they are not proud to be in the state they are in and they can’t survive without food – they need to have it.
I supposed I’ve been humbled by needs before, humbled to tears. Maybe I thought the tears were from a need of a specific person (like an ex-boyfriend or a lost family member), but looking even deeper I can see that in those moments of tears and complete agony – I needed love.
I’ve easily confused a Need for Love with a need for a particular person and not even realized it (I’m actually just having this epiphany for the first time now). Our minds are capable of a countless number of things… fooling ourselves is one of them! Am I right to say that many couples who get married (and later divorced) come to this same conclusion in one way or another? They come to realize that they’ve been leaning on their partner to feel loved, but in a broad sense they’ve been using their spouse for their own personal need-satisfaction and not true, fulfilling, lasting love. It’s a selfish thing to keep that person around, all because as humans we have an innate and absolute need to be loved.
This isn’t just limited to Boyfriend/Girlfriend, Husband/Wife love… but friendship too. Have you ever called a friend you didn’t really care about because you just needed companionship for the night? It’s the same thing at the core, right? Do we call on those people because we love them or because we love to have someone around and are too proud to be alone?
When you find your soul mate/love of your life/true love, I’m starting to believe that whether they are next to you or 3,000 miles away you’ll be content just to know you have that true love – you won’t go searching for something to fill in the distance. Sure, you’ll miss them and want them there, but the void that the Need for Love creates will be filled.
Anyway, I could go on, but I don’t want to make this a huge philosophical essay (I’m well on my way already).
It’s just something to think about, I guess.