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woensdag 22 augustus 2012

I love you

I think that love is one the hardest things to describe. If someone ask me how much I love someone, it's really difficult to say and to be honest, I only think I will know how much I love someone when they are gone.And to me, love is something very powerful. If you want to know more about the power of love, please read Harry Potter by J.K Rowling (she taught me about it). 

I don't believe on love at first sight, but I do believe you can love someone without really knowing them. It's really abstract and hard to explain. Love comes in different ways and for different reason.
I love my boyfriend in an other manner then I love my parents. I don't get all warm, fuzzy and full with butterflies (clich├ęs are easy to explain things in this situation) when my parents give me a gift. Does that mean I don't love them? Of course not!

I know that some people tell there family and friends that they love them, but I have never done that, even though I love them. For me it is obvious that my parents love me. They will give me everything I need, they will always stand at my side and be there for me if I need them. They make sure I have a place to live, a bed to sleep in. That's how I know they love me. They don't have to say it to me, because I know. They know I love them back, because I respect them and their rules. I let them know were I am or around how late I am coming home even though I don't have to. I even ask if I may use something even if I know they are going to say yes.

I hope my friends (I'm using this term in a very broad sense), even those I don't know very well, know that I love them in some degree. I don't think I need to kiss and hug my friends all the time to let them know I love them. If they need a hug, of course they will get one. If they need an ear, they will get it. if they need advise, I will try and give them advise and I never ever want anything in return except friendship. Except some degree of love.

To be honest, there are only two persons in the whole world I say "I love you" to in one way or another. one is my BF and the other is my horse. The latter however, never replies unless he sees me grabbing his foodbucket. Well I suppose that will have to do...

I said that I believe you can love someone without actually knowing them and I am going to try and explain it. For example, I love The Rasmus and I even don't know them. I know I love them, because I am going to miss them when they are gone. Well, to be correct I think I love them and I think I'm going to miss them. They inspire me every time I hear them or see them. It is incredible what kind of power they have over me (well power is not the right word, but I can't describe it with other words). There is other artist that has the same 'power' over me, the same effect. That while I don't think that The Rasmus is the best band. But they are special to me. I always get very excited when they are coming or releasing something new. And one time, they were in such a hurry that they ignored their fans and it was really disappointing to me. In some way, it hurt. It's a really strange feeling, and I'm not quite sure if it's healthy and what it is... It's confusing. I think this whole part of the blog is confusing!

Anyway, I'm going to round it up here, I could talk about this for a couple more hours, but this has to do. If you want to express you opinion on this, feel free to do so! 





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