Love is a tricky thing. It varies in intensity and in the specificity of emotions. It is sometimes the most beautiful thing in the world and, at other times, it’s the most horrid thing we’ve ever come face-to-face with.
It’s odd how one thing could be the cause of so many contrary feelings. But that’s what makes love so beautiful – it’s the closest thing to perfection that exists in the world, the only thing that can easily and comfortably encompass both good and evil, beautiful and ugly.
It’s the closest thing to a flawless whole that man has ever claimed to have been part of.
When we think of love, we think of the happy kind of love, the kind that is the beginning of something beautiful – something that breathes life.
There is, however, another kind of love, a much darker and sadder kind of love. It’s the loved one feels when one loves someone he or she can never and will never have.
It’s the kind of love that doesn’t signal the beginning of something beautiful, but rather the end of something that might have been beautiful, but will never amount to anything more than what it is. It’s the kind of love that comes dressed in everything you’ve ever wanted but it isn’t yours to have. It’s every dream you thought of, imagining a life together but the closest you’ll ever get to it is when they meet you in your dreams. It’s your heartbreaking but you can’t even say anything because how do you explain or justify heartbreak when it’s someone you aren’t even with?
Contrary to popular belief or popular wishful thinking, love doesn’t always end happily. It doesn’t always result in the joining of two people, the fusing of two lives into one. Even worse, you can know that you love him or her, understanding there is no possibility that the two of you will ever be together.
The right love is something we’d define as perfection but the right love at the wrong time is a lot of people’s reality.
And you walk around with all these feelings you don’t even know what to do with because the only person you feel something for is the same one who cannot receive these intense emotions that keep you up at night.
So you painfully walk away looking over your shoulder one or more times. You begin to question love all but entirely. You question yourself and your judgment. You wonder why can’t it be so simple? And you’re left with no other choice but to move on.
Time moves on and the ache in your heart begins to fade away. But the honest truth about loving someone you can’t be with is no matter how long you spend apart and grow on your own, those feelings don’t just go away.
You can bury them and hide them and even love again.
But there will come a time when you cross paths and every emotion will hit you like a wave and you’ll find yourself drowning in those same feelings you thought you left behind long ago.
You’ll look this person in the eyes and know whatever that ‘it’ is, it’s still there. And it burns you from the inside out with just a simple look. And one simple encounter will prove to you some things never change.
To be honest, it sucks to have this one person in your life who can derail you at a moment’s notice. But in a way, it feels good knowing that you could ever love someone so much. Or that’s what you tell yourself anyway. It doesn’t matter if something is true or not. The things we tell ourselves can become our truth.
Have you ever loved someone you can’t have?