Some time ago I found a quote written by Sam Keen...
"We come to love, not by finding a perfect person, but but learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."
This plus a passage I read in a book recently...
"The love we seek overrules human nature. It has a wildness in it and a glory that we want more than life itself" Jeanette Winterson "The Power Book"
...pretty much sums up love for me. The ability to see someone with all their flaws, and still love them regardless, plus the raw animalistic need for that person...to me is the perfect love.
It's true, it's honest, it's deep, it's emotional and it's instinctual. Love is not something to be frittered away and given to random people that come across your path. Friendship, empathy, commitment, sharing and caring can be given to anyone. But not love... love is something special...really special. And I'm not talking about the love you have for family or really close friends, or pets...but that special love...that love that comes only once or twice in a lifetime, if you are lucky.
It's all encompassing and robs you of any sense and balance. It's what songs are written about, and movies made of...it's pure and unconditional. It lifts you up to new highs whilst pulling you in to your darkest depths. It's what the body craves deep down and what the mind craves on an emotional high. It's the fine line between pleasure and pain...but more excruciating. If you have it, hold onto it. If you have had it and lost it, don't give up hope of finding it again. And if you have never had it, keep searching, it is worth it.
"Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all"
Lord Tennyson 1850