The lost meaning of love

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Romance is meant for those who are worthy of it. It doesn’t just “come”. It doesn’t just appear because in your mind you’ve assumed it’s the “right time”. And it has nothing to do with hopeful wishing.

Love is a companionship. A shared emotional bond that has more meaning to it than any other type of relationship. Romance between those who truly love each other flourishes.

Nowadays our conception of love is skewed. Misshapen. And mistook for a completely different thing other than what it truly means or is. So much to the point where somebody can engage themselves in very intimate physical activities like sex and have no strings attached to it. Nowadays sex or any other relative sexual indulgences and interactions are increasingly desensitised. Anyone can fornicate. And anyone can have leisure in a “body count” and not have much to lose when it comes to pleasing themselves.

There is a general consensus which states that sex is often not enjoyed when it’s with someone you don’t love. Of course, this instance is self-explanatory. When there is no emotional bond between two individuals or as they say no strings attached, the emotional fulfilment that leads to bonding , satisfaction and actual love are deactivated. The issue is, sex is a bonding act. there’s no such thing as casual sex. Every intimate sexual relation is an initiation of mutual bond. Biologically, your brain will try and fill in the gaps as if you find someone you “love”. It will form a connection with that person. But if that connection fails to be reciprocated or weakened by indifference, it creates a mismatch. Which is why many people say that once they had sex with someone they didn’t love, they felt empty inside, turned off or sometimes even disgusted with the person or themselves.

Sex in that manner is like eating junk food. Junk food can taste amazing. And nourish you. But sometimes we find ourselves feel sluggish or a lingering sense of distaste just off the fact that the food is unhealthy. Sometimes we may want more and get addicted. And once someone gets addicted to junks, a life full of obesity and life threatening health issues cloud you.

We must restore the value of love for what it truly is. A bond. A companionship. An experience. Not an obligation.