About Love

Hello. What prompts a person to fall in love? Why do people do it? I know why from a social scientific point. I know why from a biological point. But why do people fall in love? Biologically, all animals have a need to reproduce. Mammals need two to tango, if you understand my meaning. Right now though, with the human population being around 7 billion, I think people have less of an urge to do that. Most people have opted out of having kids now a days, what with money and such. Then there is for survival. Societies form because individuals see a greater chance for survival if they form large groups. This is also the case for smaller pairs, relationships. Housing, food, transportation, water, all the stupid little trinkets we want. All of that is easier to obtain when we have another working with us. Mind you people often tend to break relationships over such things. Money is the root of all evil after all. Another aspect of survival is sanity. People feel the need for another’s attention and affection. They need another mind to occupy theirs. Other wise they go mad. But at the very base of it all, why do people fall in love? What compels a person to deem another suitable for their love? Why do people fall out of love? Is it possible to teach someone to detach themselves from this emotion? Is the individual just a slave to their base desires? I often think about this. I often wonder if I have ever experienced true love. How would I know what that feels like? When ever you ask this stereotypical question you always get the stereotypical answers. It’s that feeling in your stomach that keeps you from moving. Your head begins to feel fuzzy around your desire. You lose focus of everything else. These are all shallow answers. They don’t answer the very deep meanings of it. I for one view love, or whatever it is that I’ve experience, as a disease. A sickness that strangles your brain. An unwanted distraction that seems to always creep up on you. A weed that takes control away from you and makes you feel pain that you never asked for. Time and reality seem to be the only medicines. Time to get over what ever sicking feelings you have and reality to show you the true nature of people. Maybe I’m just some stupid kid who has no idea what he’s talking about. Maybe I’m just some scared, sad, selfish human being that is angry that he’s never had those feelings reciprocated. I don’t know. All I know is that I don’t like this feeling. Thanks for listening.