I love you
Those three little words will be said many times
before this fourteenth day of February is through
and in many different ways
I can’t help but wonder
how many of these declarations of love
will prove meaningless…
From the child on the playground whose culture tells her that
any relationship between the sexes must be romantic
to the grown up who hasn’t outgrown that same belief
But how many will let today pass without declaring their love?
How many fear those three little words?
And will let their fear win?
when we love someone,
are we afraid to say so?
Is it because we give in to the culture
when it defines love
as a romantic emotion?
Is it because we think
that our love
will be unrequited?
Is it simply because
Love is too big and important a thing
for a mere mortal…
When we love, we feel the weight of it
And when we love, we fear the weight of it!
This heavy yoke…
it seeks to control us
We have seen it before —
one who has fallen in love
and is lost to all but the one he loves
But what is so wrong with that?
That is, so long as it is not the transient emotional sort of love that leads…
If the object of true love is good, why not let love lead us into a life driven by love?