What is love? Is it the cliche Hollywood glamorized version? Set two people together in scenic vistas surrounded by open grasslands. They’re obviously in love. A man from nobility finds a girl from the lower class and falls head over heels for her. It’s her charm, her different lifestyle, and her beauty behind the rags. Is this as good as it gets? The dictionary says this:
an intense feeling of deep affection.
“babies fill parents with intense feelings of love”
synonyms: deep affection, fondness, tenderness, warmth, intimacy, attachment, endearment;
a person or thing that one loves.
“she was the love of his life”
synonyms: beloved, loved one, love of one’s life, dear, dearest, dear one, darling, sweetheart, sweet, angel, honey;
feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone).
“do you love me?”
synonyms: care very much for, feel deep affection for, hold very dear, adore, think the world of, be devoted to, dote on, idolize, worship;
Romance and affection is love, or so it seems… I’ve maybe been in love 3 times in my life. The feeling is overwhelming. An illness that engulfs the mind and body. It’s the rose-colored filter that alters the world. It’s bliss and enchantment at every minute and every turn. It’s a feeling of wonder and bliss — addicting even.
My friends asked yesterday night, “What of this girl I’m seeing?”
It’s probably not love. Not yet. Not now. Too soon. She’s charming and fills me with joy. I remember our first date after not seeing her since we first met a month prior. She was the most beautiful woman I laid my eyes on and she was spending the evening with me. Bliss. I don’t think I can ever forget that first glance at her.