Dear Society: Love
Ah, so this seems to be the first letter I'll write to the world, maybe just a bit of a rant. It might not even be to society, or to you. Maybe this is just another letter to myself. Aren't all the letters to myself, technically? Even the ones I'd write for my best friends; they are me. My thoughts. My realizations. That makes me wonder why the fuck I'm even writing this and posting it and plain old showing it to others. I suppose it could numb the pain, right?
Anyway, that's not what my thoughts were lingering to.
Love. Can you define it for me? You know, one of those romantic comedies where you sit in a coffee shop, and all of the sudden there's a huge commotion, or some random guy just pops out of nowhere. Or, maybe it's a girl, who's sitting at a table across from you, and you want to get her number. Maybe the person approaches you, and says some pathetic speech or a single word, and all of the sudden you're in 'love'.
That's how it's supposed to be, right?
It's how everyone says it's supposed to be. That's how people dream love is; that's how everyone wants it to be. The problem with you, society, is that it's not true.
Don't get me wrong; I've never truly been in love. Actually, I've never been close. I've been addicted to the idea of love itself, and that's one of the reasons I'm writing this. When you're at your lowest, you have so many thoughts rushing through your brain, you know? A thousand mixed up truths that continue to flow and snap at your mind. They won't let you go, so you keep thinking, and then somehow, you become more mature. It's quite scary, actually. The switch of insanity begins to turn, and there's a point where you're unsure if anything is sane.
What is sane anyway? What is insane? That's what society does; it defines that. It defines you, and defines everything. It's a system of pain and control and all the weaknesses of the human race. We're not as strong as we truly think we are; we're weak, spineless, and pathetic.
Maybe even worse.
Love. Between a woman and a man? There are hundreds of thousands of movies dedicated to the love story of a man and a woman. They meet, fall in love, and end up with children or end up both dead from the intensity of their heartbreak.
Okay, I've just realized how incredibly insane and confusing this must sound... although, as I've said, what is insane. Instead of listening to what they say, listen to what you say.
Think.
- I'm Breathing.
YOU ARE READING
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