Some questions have plagued my mind for hours now; the topic love has kind of found its way into my conversations lately. After years of actively avoiding said phenomenon it has finally caught up with me. That's not the issue... I love love and I think it's a beautiful thing.
This morning I was watching the ABC show 'Scandal' and the disturbingly intense love between the characters Fitzgerald (the president) and Olivia pope (the professional fixer) got to me again...Olivia is so strong yet so weak and the whole thing really disturbs me. Still I feel Shonda Rhimes brain was marinated in fabulous writing while God created her, she is simply a Genius.
I generally do not believe in this kind of love nor do I believe in the existence of a soul mate. I am of the school of thought that love is basically a decision, usually fueled by emotions. I am not trying to undermine the validity or beauty of love but I feel like any emotion that one cannot control can easily be ones downfall.
I will do a post on why I don't believe in the idea of soul mates at a later time.
Oh my Gosh! can you believe 'Hulk' shot 'Fitz'...Im still shaking!! I cannot wait for the next episode!
Question is, do you think that kind of love is real? Does it exist in our real world or does it just thrive in Shonda Rhimes mind? Do you think it's possible for one to put everything on the line for an extramarital affair?
I believe in love, I want the whole shebang, I want the butterflies, and I want the laughter, lie down at night and count the stars, I want the racing of my heart when he is around, heck I want the kisses and the 'I can't breathe without you' kind of love.
But can I put everything on the live in the name of love? A friend I really appreciate sent me a link this morning to a poem that got me thinking, the poem was beautifully written and I totally understand the thought behind its deep choice of words.
Truth be told, I can relate to her every word, I want it all too, but how do we balance this with some level of control? Nothing uncontrollable is ever good. Or am I just over thinking this?
Or, am I just rambling in general?
Here is the poem....
Leave your comments...
Me. And then Some. Im baring it all.Wednesday, September 7, 2011I want it all They tell me my head is too far up the clouds.
That my emotions have been tainted with the sweet cherries of Heaven.
And my heart is deceived by the thought of angels walking amongst us.
But I tell you this;
My mind longs for the moment we will transcend beyond the heavens.
For the time when our minds will explode with a passion so intense, so raw...
I don't know about you,
But I don't want no ordinary, 'I should, I could, I did' kinda love.
I don't want no 'just because' love.
I want the kind that grips me when you walk into a room.
The kind that makes my heart stop at the thought of not having you.
The kind that sends me to ecstasy at the touch of you.
The kind of love that hurts from loving you because I don't have enough love to give you.
The kind of love that my wrists would bleed for to keep you with me.
The kind of love so crazy I could kill you, but then I'd have to kill myself too.
The 'rather die young than live without you' love.
Endless love where forever and a day is not nearly enough.
The kind of love where you are the cause and cure of my pain.
Violent, fragile, erupting, explosive endless love.
My all to you, or nothing to no one.
Not you. Not me.
Unbroken, ceaseless, complete love.
They tell me my head is far up the clouds.
But there are too many mediocre things in life already, why should love be one of them?
Xxx
Fabulo-la
