Because the privilege of life is just this.
To eat your cake and having it too.
Tag: love
Lakshmi Love
‘You know’. Is how I started.
I needed some time to think about what I wanted to say.
What he had told me was very personal and I could see he was still trying to understand for himself what he actually had said.
His face was looking down.
We were sitting a bit apart from each other.
I was looking at him.
The start of Love
Where do I belong?
A question I have thought of.
Many times.
We think of home as a place we can always return to.
Something that is touchable.
Visible and perhaps even something that is not even movable.
Although we move places and we can differ from a physical place.
I wonder.
Equal Love
I don’t know exactly anymore how we finished the conversation.
But I remember turning around again and sitting behind my computer.
I was at work, having this conversation.
While staring at the screen of the computer, I had to think of my mother.
How I could still feel her. Around me.
Tears were coming up.
I believe this isn’t love.
Lately my mind goes to the word commitment.
What that means and how that looks like in life. Perhaps it is not only about being committed, but even more about what happens before.
Binding.
Cheating as a form of love
I am surprised about some Love stories out there. Perhaps it is an algorithm I am catching, but I am receiving a lot of these Love stories on my feed. Not necessarily one specific feed.
Not complaining though. I am always intrigued about what there is out there when it comes to love.
It is not specifically one story that has been catching my eye lately. More over multiple stories and it gave me reason (for myself) to light my view over it.
A deep felt love
For a long time I have wondered. ‘Did my father love my mother?’
It wasn’t a random question.
In relationships I always felt so in love with the other person. It wasn’t something that was painful.
I was loving secretly.
Does Love start with Trust?
Many times I have thought Love starts when there is Trust.
‘If I can trust you blindly, I can love you blindly’.
And it didn’t come out of nowhere that I had these thoughts about trust and love. And connecting them together.
When coming from a relationship of lies, my first questions raised about this.
Not even stating what the effect of the lies had done to me.
Just the questions. Perhaps even a way for me to search for ground to experience love. Not even talking about true or genuine love. Real love. Just love in its essence.
But are trust and love connected? Do we need trust to be able to love?
Are Love and Hate the same thing?
‘They have a love and hate relationship’ is what I said.
‘We all know that love and hate are the same thing’, I continued.
My friend didn’t look convinced. However she did say something.
While she was still talking, I was thinking. ‘Is it really?’ ‘Are Love and Hate the same thing?’
Love Block
I believe circumstances can lead to not doing something, or being capable of doing something. We speak of a block. When it comes to writing it is more obvious. But perhaps the circumstances are not always the reason for the block. Let me put it like that.
But I think a lot of people are blocked. In many ways. Even without the circumstances.
And even without knowing. Not only the ones that are facing the writer’s block.
I was thinking of myself. Of the things I was writing. Not specifically something.
Ok, maybe just something.
I was thinking of my love life. Is it possible to have a block in Love? Or perhaps even ‘A Lover’s Block?’