This has been a thought that I was building a lot upon as of recently. I feel I came to a good conclusion on where I understand this for now, and perhaps it will sit well with others to read these thoughts, and perhaps others will have more to share themselves.
Love does not make a relationship, it barely even defines it. Relationships are built upon connection, upon romance, upon remembering the small things, upon caring about the other person, upon respecting their life, goals, and boundaries, upon keeping them safe and secure. Love is the fickle thing that we cast between these things and makes us want to keep trying. And that’s why some people’s love doesn’t feel “whole”, because they cast their love before all the other pieces were set.
I am single, quite happily so. I think I am truly a better person for myself when I am alone daily as I have good routines that I tend to fall out of when I cater my days for other people and how they wish to spend their time. It seemed weird to me that this topic of understanding how I experience love was on my mind so much for a while but at the very least I understand it more for myself. I shall wake up and choose to do the things that reinforce love for myself and improve my own experiences in life. Perhaps one day I shall find another to share these days with, for now I shall learn how to enjoy them better for myself.,
-Garnett
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