cause you speak of it like it’s the answer, when you define yourself by your singledom. It’s a status you try to wear proudly, but how much you talk about your ideal mate only reveals how much you hate being alone.
What you’re looking for is hard to find. That’s your excuse. But your “high standards” are defined by the most petty things, and all those petty things keep holding you back, a hypocrisy that makes you the victim. That’s why your life is filled with part 1s and never any part 2s. Then you talk as if we should be shocked that you’re single, vulnerable, and lonely.
You think love is something one does, instead of something one means. You can see the beauty in a gift, but not the thought behind it. Then you pass off your ideas on love as wisdom and advice, when they’re simply the things you want, cause you don’t have the wisdom to know what you actually need to be in a successful relationship.
It’s the most shallow form of love possible. That’s why I hate the word. Not cause of the way you define it — I don’t judge anyone by their definition of happiness — but because you think it means the same thing I do every time you use it.
And I want to tear it from your throat.
Nice post! Enjoyed and could not have said any better!! :-)
This brought to mind a variation on your image of the man and the woman, with the latter holding a heart in her hand. I feel as though this post could be partially visualized with heart in one person’s throat and a heart in the other person’s chest. What do you think?
I remember that diagram! I like your variation, although I feel like the two hearts should be drawn in a different style to show the contrast between the two ideas of love.
Good point — perhaps a heart with stink lines coming out of it. ;)
At the very least, the heart in the throat would have to be smaller for sure.
This gave me chills. Excellent description. Raw.