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To Love
By DeeDee Turner

 

To Love

I've heard of love before, or at least love in every way it's described. I've felt incredible
passion, the type of "I can't breath without you" fireworks that are created every time you touch.
I've felt unlimited amounts of understanding, the wonderful feeling created when you are around
someone who just "gets" you, without trying. I've felt like I am completely protected, unavoidably
safe, and there have been infinite times, in which, I have felt that I could trust my entire, life,
hopes, and dreams to someone. What is this, if not love?
I've read enough romance books, and interviewed enough married couples, to know enough about the
concept of love. It's all centered around trust, understanding, and attraction, or so they say. I've
felt all of these things for another person. It's incredibly wonderful to feel safe and loved, but
every time I find that feeling, it's accompanied by a horrible and unfounded feeling of dread, of
complete and utter disappointment.
That disappointment is spawned by the inordinate question, "Is that all there is?", and the guilt
that follows. I've met men who entertain me, who constantly keep me guessing, and who I wouldn't
mind growing old with. I say "wouldn't mind", because, though they are inhumanly wonderful, I can't
bring myself to actually want to stay with them forever. It would mean to give up the search for a
love that can actually bring me to my knees in gratitude to whatever Devine deities that so
Christened me to be worthy of such a feeling.
And then, by the luck of chance, or perhaps by the hand of fate, I met him. A man so horribly rude,
and completely and utterly lacking in manners, that at times I assumed he had been raised in some
type of mountain man society, that was so far from civilization, that he had never interacted with
another human being before. A man that I absolutely and utterly loathed.
The more time I spent around him the more I had to put effort into hating him. That fact alone,
disturbed me beyond any conveyance thorough written word. I began to care for him, when there was no
reason too. He, quite honestly, had no redeemable qualities, or at least none that redeemed him for
all his many faults. This, however, was the least of my worries, as I discovered something massive
in proportions, and startling in contact.
I actually wanted to be with the man for the rest of my life. I had no reason to do so, for I was
sure he was both a jerk and an idiot, with no priorities or skills.
As much as I tried to convince my heart of his worth, or lack there of, I fell in love. Along the
way I learned an immeasurably valuable lesson, to love is to care for someone for absolutely no
reason at all.

 

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