I had the opportunity to meet a really wonderful person last night. I say wonderful because of his transparency and willingness to share with someone he had just met for the first time. Our topic of conversation was on falling in love.
I asked him about what it was like for him when he fell in love and how it felt. For you see, the last time I was in love was when I was 21 years old. The girl I fell for had it all going for her. She was perfect in every way. Her personality and mine just meshed really well. We both had our heads up in the clouds. I even got to meet her parents.
Every time that she sent me a letter or a card I would literally jump in the air and be all ecstatic for the remainder of the day. My roommates at the time would be amazed at my ability to scale such heights because I would jump from one piece of furniture to the next. I had butterflies in my stomach and it was beyond amazing. To think that there was someone under the same moon as I that felt towards me the same way that I felt about her was just beyond imagination.
Sadly, we both realized that we were both too young and had a lot of growing up to do. I am happy to say she is chasing her dreams and becoming a singing sensation as her talent is incredible. As for me, I chased other venues. But please allow me to address the feelings and sensations announced by my friend as of late.
When it came to being in love, he told me of how he and his lover moved in with one another and how they met. It was likened to a romantic fairy tale. He spoke of how he would relish the time when he would arrive home from work and be with his loved one. The feelings and emotions he spoke of awakened feelings of deep yearning within me.
What really got to me was the photo album that he pulled out for me to look at. There were so many memories contained within it's confines. Just listening to him made me jealous and created a longing within me for a love like his. So what is it that causes walls to come up between me and falling in love?
There is this feeling of guilt that wells up within me whenever I get too close to another individual. I always seem to nitpick at another person's character. But as the old saying goes, whenever one points a finger towards another individual there are always four pointing back at one's self. I see myself doing that all the time. I always seem to find fault in others when truth be told, the fault can only be found within me.
I think the words that rang true the most with my new friend were those that encompassed how he felt when he was with his lover. He spoke of feelings of mutual recognition and hoping for the other's well-being and growth.
I think that true love is expressed in hope for the other person's welfare and future endeavors. It all goes back to those biblical values spoken of in 1 Corinthians 13, the chapter of love. Love is patient and kind, it is not rude or envious. It always hopes for the best in the person that it is directed towards. I want that type of love.
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