Over this summer I have witnessed all types,shapes and forms of love. Some firsthand and others from a far.
The first is parasitic love. The type of love that just sucks the life out of one person while the other seems to flourish and grow as their counterpart gets weaker.
This love is the saddest of all because the host never realizes that they’re being sucked dry until its too late.
The next type of love is unrequited. I’ve never known that it was possible to love someone and that love not be returned. I’ve only experience the unconditional love of family and the conditional love of friends but in both cases the love was there. Now my eyes have been opened to the possibility that its possible to love someone with your whole heart totally and completely unconditionally and they just don’t have the love to return back to you….its never dawned on me that one person could be just not love you back. This love is the most painful. Its all the steps of grief wrapped up in one time. But it returns to you periodically. When you hear “your song” or past a coffee shop y’all went to or find a little handwritten note. It won’t go away. It just fades over time.
Lastly superficial love. I’ve seen love that was heavy on the surface Like oil floating to the top when its combined with water. At the top its so thick but just below the surface its just as clear and translucent as it wants to be. This is the most deceiving love because on the surface its perfect and cute and ideal but just below its as clear as water. Nothing of substance. A facade.
So I guess on second thought I really haven’t seen love at all. Because as cliche as it is to throw a bible verse into things
1 Corinthians 13: 4-7
New International Version (NIV)
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
I have not witnessed any of these characteristics but I still want to believe that’s I’ve seen love this summer. I never thought I’d be one of these girls to pine and ponder over love but it wanders around my mind endlessly until I’m hopelessly romanticized. I have to believe that it was love but know that it wasn’t in my heart. I have to know that we have lived a loveless summer.