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The Things We Do For Love

 

 

The Things We Do For Love         

              Love might be the greatest word, humans have ever created. It is pure and simple, at the same time; it is dangerous and complicated as well. It possesses the power to destroy you; it has also the ability to transform you into something that even you can’t recognize. People tend to forget who they are when they are in love. They tend to go way beyond and way ahead; too high and too far; too deep indeed. Lovers don’t give a f*ck about rights or wrongs; about goods or evils; about people or things; about dead or alive.  They want what they want; they want each other, nothing more and nothing less, that’s what they want. People say the heart wants what the heart wants; it’s indeed true. Love appears to be one way street, there is no turning back. People seem to thrive when they are in love. It can also be proven self-destructive as well; ruining entire universes in a blink of an eye.

There is no one definition that can cover all aspects of love. It is not virtually but literally impossible to define it with a single line. Because the word of love has been proven, so huge and so vast, so big and so massive, that trying to do so, would be a foolish thing to do, without any tangible outcome whatsoever. Love is the water of life; you wouldn’t understand water, unless you dive deep into its ocean. As a disease can only be described by a patient; the love can only be defined by a lover. We cannot possibly fathom something fully, unless we live it through. Sometimes to learn is to live.

There have been written thousands of stories, fiction as well as non-fiction; about lovers who loved each other with the same intensity and enthusiasm, or as two sided love, people call it nowadays. However, there haven’t been many written texts about people who didn’t receive love in return. History hasn’t been kind to people who just gave and gave love, but never got it in return. Perhaps that is the definition of selfless love, to give and never expect anything in return. I believe, there are more one sided lovers in the world than two sided; I myself being a living example of that truth. It is almost impossible to make our loved ones, feel about us, the way we do about them, since love can’t be forced. It is a magical and spontaneous thing; either it happens or not. There is no middle ground. When it happens, the world seems to be in a rhythm of its own. Ask someone about the beauty of life, who has just fallen in love.

Not receiving love in return might be the most excruciating and agonizing pain in the world. Words seem to be unable to describe that pain that anguish and that suffering. You wouldn’t know where it hurts, but would certainly know that it indeed hurts. World seems to be falling apart for someone who has got his/her heart broken by someone who they loved dearly. It is hardly viable to extrapolate the intensity of madness in someone who takes his/her own life because of love. For people it would be pure madness but for the lover it’s sheer affection. It’s just a matter of different perspectives. It’s hard to breathe knowing that the person you love is with someone else. After thousands of years of life on earth we humans have come to believe that life is the most important and most precious thing we have got. So, just try to envision the state of mind of someone who gives up on life because of LOVE.

The things we do for love might be the most innocent things we do, regardless of their morality. They say everything is fair in love and war. Therefore, people fight battles and wars to be with the person they love. Beyond the innocent feelings of love nothing seems to matter. We do what we got to do, to get what is ours; our LOVE. History is filled with the names of the people who fought for love, who went and never came back for love. Those people achieved immortality through their love. Today, even though dead; they still are alive through their love and will be centuries later. They will be remembered by lovers; who will be inspired by their fearless attitude towards obstacles of love. Generations of lovers will be awed by sacrifices they made to survive the storms of love.

Over the centuries we never had any scarcity of lovers in our civilizations. They were and are always there. They are the souls of the society. Without them, we would have soulless societies. Life would have no meaning at all. Away from greed, lust and manipulations of life; LOVERS are the heart of the society.

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