How to tell a true love story

Before I begin, allow me to explain,

I too loved.. once,

so think of me not as some cynic-

nor as a master in the ways of love-

but rather as a keen observer-

now, that may mean I have nothing to offer you-

no insider knowledge-

no secrets of love-

But I do know how to tell a true love story -

Interested?

Fantastic-

So let’s begin,

True love, if there is such a thing at all,

is like the thread that makes the cloth

you can’t tease it out-

you can’t extract meaning-

without ending up deeper in the web-

and it always remains-

hidden under layers -

In the end, that’s all you can really say about any

True love story-

They don’t generalize-

They don’t analyze-

They arent found-

They just… happen.

and that’s what makes them “true.”

But what is this coveted “love” -

the emotion?-

the act?-

the mentality?-

Love, is a constant state of illusionment-

A collective agreement amongst humans-

that it, whatever it may be, can be treated as an excuse

for recklessness, irrationality, and misplaced strife-

A quid pro quo between two individuals-

to agree that they are doing something-

anything-

other than mindlessly drudging through life-

Now that is not to say that what love creates is pointless-

I said before, I have felt the embrace of love

Love festers between individuals for so long

it has no option-

but to mould the physical to itself-

and alter our personalities-

Characterized by spontaneity-

by indulgence-

by risk-

to love is the most dangerous experience in existence-

the act of being fully vulnerable with another-

while promising not to hurt them the same-

Love is characterized by vulnerability-

and the constant fear of being hurt-

So you want to know how to write a true love story?

be honest-

dwell not on the “romantic” blindfolds that keep us irrationally seeking our partners-

dwell not on the on the memories of a love that blossomed-

reveal the core of love -

A true love story comes from gut instinct-

A true love story, comes from experience.

A true love story, if truly told, makes the stomach believe

So I said I loved once,

allow me to elaborate-

I too have felt the “butterfly stomach”

- where the insides of the lovestruck turn on their host and manifests the emotional significance of meeting “the one”

I too have spent the day daydreaming...

-Lost in the thought of “the one”, seeking brief breaks from reality in my mind between moments of utter normalcy

I too have melted into a puddle of emotion….

-lying next to “the one” as we slowly spill more and more of the secrets that bound us as individuals, joining a spirit much larger than ourselves-

I too have felt... invincible-

-to know that I’ve found something more significant than myself. Something that replaces the fear of the future.. and makes it something to look forward to.

Yes, I too have fallen in love.

and I did just that-

I fell.

..And that is my true love story-

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