FIFTY SEVEN12.10.2021

yesterday i was talking to someone and he told me that you cannot fall in love when you are between the age of eighteen to forty. why. he said because when we are in this frame of age, we are looking for ourselves in everyone we see. we want to find ourselves, find similarity, resemblance, the safety that this notion brings. and that is really not love. and he told me about how he met his wife dancing, and how he left for egypt not too long after they had gotten engaged. he was having humus from a glass jar and i was drinking coffee. but i didn't bother to tell him how he might be wrong. how i feel like i loose myself within someone else when i start to love them. how they become so much more prominent, their desires, their wishes, their opinions. not like that is any kind of healthy way to love either but i didn’t agree with this person, and strongly so. young people often misplace and disregard their own identities when they fall in love because, often, at this age, they are just looking for approval and acceptance. it is not too much of a sacrifice, not too severe to adopt, change, relent and possibly even dissolve, disappear. but then, doesn't that mean the same thing in the end? what is really the difference between looking for yourself in others and molding yourself to resemble someone else.
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