Stories of Love

There are many ways people use to express love. Songs, poetry, plays, paintings, stories and a whole range of other mediums are used to express this emotion that has left the most uptight, controlled people in pieces, the bitterest to sweet, the coldest to passionate. It has left the human race confused, inspired, ecstatic and broken.

The music is varied, sad or happy, but always about love. Love, love, love. Try finding me a pop song not about love. I’ll give a cookie to anyone who succeeds. The tunes change, the instruments, the artists, but never the theme. Never. A topic worthy of vocal celebration for as long as human society had known the beauty of sound.

There are the poems and letters. Written from one to another, it’s for another, with the most moving words, told by people with oceans of feeling to oblivious paper, and then spoken by oblivious paper to confusion, happiness, longing or even just pity.

Sometimes, even words aren’t enough. We speak them, act them, be them, and immerse ourselves in an emotion we might have not felt ourselves, emotions that belong to another. A play, a drama or a good movie about love can reduce the audience to tears. And sometimes, the actors themselves are so lost in the emotion that they become trapped, forgetting what they once were and become the emotion.

And finally, the retelling of love. The passing down of emotion from one to another. The gathering of experience, reliving, relieving pain and happiness through a story. The classic plot of boy meets girl, and the more complex ones of twisted love, unexpressed love and forbidden love.

Really. What’s is all this fuss about love? We as humans seem to express this emotion more than any other. We sing about it. We dance it. Write about it. Perform it. Tell it. Paint it. Over do the Valentines Day gifts. Elaborate the weddings into a fairytale. Stereotype love into something that everyone will receive.

We cry too much over romantic love. We often don’t see the love of family. We often don’t understand the love in friendship. Such fuss over the only emotion that we have no clue as to what it is, how to define it, to confirm whether we are feeling that emotion or not.

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was bored. xD its soo... lecture like. Something my rents might say to me...

meh.

have fun these hols everyone ~~

-Blood