what is love…really?

stone artwork
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

What is love… really?

If we hold it up to the brightest light

And turn it upside down,

Give it a shake, and see if anything comes loose.

Is it even a good thing?

This feeling we want, so much we could bottle it?

We could package it up and sell it for cash,

Forgetting the fact that sometimes there’s damage

That rips through your heart,

Ruining lives if it passes a date

Stamped on the tin in invisible ink.

It’s a risk that we take

And one that will hurt.

I can’t help but spend time wondering exactly what love is. I know that poets and musicians and every other kind of artist have tried to unpick this, but it still fascinates me.

I fell in love with Noah’s father and the fall out when it crumbled almost killed me. It was so bad that I decided I couldn’t do it again. And I have stuck by my word and not gone near a relationship in all that time.

I just wonder why something that can hurt us so badly, is still so enticing. And we don’t even really know what it is. Is it just chemical? Is it something magical? Does it need to be sought out, or does it seek you out?

As humans we are so fragile, and can have our ego dented so easily, so why are we drawn to something that seems to dissolve our walls and make us all but one?

Much Love

Rachel xx

4 thoughts on “what is love…really?

  1. clcouch123

    All I can say, and my experience does not bear this out, is that I think the feelings and the vulnerabilities are supposed to go both ways. And that together they work out. Your observations and questions are certainly the right ones, though.

  2. Mister Bump UK

    You know how relationships are hard work? They always were for me, anyhow.
    Well, when I met my wife, it was easy. Going from one step to the next was a no-brainer. That’s how I knew.

    I don’t say that marrying somebody equates to love – I’ve loved several people and not married them – but, an approximation?

    But what you said in your post, you’ve got to be prepared to give these things a try, right? Otherwise, what’s the point in any of this?

  3. Margot Kinberg

    You ask a really interesting and important question, Rachel. When you love someone, that person becomes so important to you that you become vulnerable. That’s the price of love. But what you get for that vulnerability (in a good relationship) is that you are equally important to that other person.

Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.