It seems one of the greatest plagues upon man is the chemical addiction we call Love. Few things have caused tears to fall from the eyes of the strongest willed soul than its powerful grasp. Be it in joy or sorrow, Love bows down to no-one, and is a common driving force behind all but the most socially demented of our kind.
Love, by western social standards, comes in various forms. The love of a child by a parent; the love of a sibling; the love of a mate; the love of a pet; the love of a physical object; the love of the romantic concept of love. However, the topic of today is the love of a mate, and the social stipulations surrounding it.
In my eyes, the love felt by a person toward their mate is the byproduct of a chemical addiction to their pheromones. Over time, the closeness generates a chemical want and in such, when that chemical is no longer around, withdrawal symptoms develop.
But what if you love more than one mate?
What of those among us who seem to have a much larger heart, who love for many reasons, and who, in spite of social constraints follow their heart to take on multiple lovers. I refer not to the concept of sex, but actual lovers and the emotional commitment attached to said stipulation.
If a person loves more than one person, and responds to the emotional ties with sexual relations, society brands that person as being a degenerate. So often do we bend our own world to match that which others see as fit, and do not embrace what or who it is we really are. Then on top off all of that, a person ends up feeling guilty because they have to hide their true selves from those whom they care about.
Thankfully, I do not have Love in my heart these days, although there are those in my life with him I care about. Love is blinding, overbearing and eats away at what and who we are. It makes us do things in its name that we might not do otherwise.
I do not have Love in my heart, but I have a smile in it none the less. I carry it with me and it warms my thoughts on the coldest, loneliest nights. I sail upon the high seas, alone in my thoughts, but not alone, not really. I shall never be alone as long as that smile is there.
No, I do not have Love in my heart right now, but I have an idea, and for now, an idea is more than enough.
