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Love to me, in my imaginative child like mind, is knowing another person completely. The Japanese supposedly say that everyone has three faces. The first face, you show to the world, and the second face you show to your close friends and family. But of the three, the third is the truest face of them all, showing who you really are. They say that no one sees your third face, but in my mind, love is being able to show that third face to someone, and not have them leave you. Love is being able to take the bad with the good, no matter how bad things get, because between you two there is that deep understanding of each other, and that in the future things are going to be OK. To me at least, that is love, that is what it is, and that is why I firmly believe that my definition of love does not exist. It goes beyond simple emotional connection made through a few months of "going out" or fucking, it goes beyond the superficial banter that any faggot can spout of their shit hole of a mouth. It's being able to look at someone, and say "you're upset, tell me why" and having that someone give in immediately.
Maybe everyone else believes love exists, but from my point of view, it will never exist its a fairy tale quite literally, and I'm OK with that, because I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life. I've spent a lot of time self-analyzing and running from my true nature. I'm still coming to terms with it, but I've already come to terms with the fact that this is it, there will never be anyone else, not even my family can deal with me.
I think a lot of people try and fool themselves into believing they've found my definition of love on a whim or after some time too. Seems to happen a lot.
And thats it OP. Pic related.
