Love Means

"Love means never having to say you're sorry"

I really have absolutely no idea why this cliche has been sitting in my mind pestering me for the last week or so, but it has. Ever thought about that? Everyone always hears it and thinks "aww, how sweet, true love is unconditional" and all that rubbish. I really get this bad taste in my mouth whenever I think of lines like that because they simply seem silly to me. It's not true, not even close...

But then think about it a bit more. It's simply incomplete. Consider a thought, you're in love with someone, be it romantic or simply a best friend sort of love or family or whatever, but love. You make a mistake that hurts them, but being in love means both people understand that they both love each other and that love is not something that is picked out of a pocket then returned there after being used. It's something that develops out of the ether somewhere just beyond our grasp and is then given to that person, something that cannot be taken back, no matter how painful life gets. But ok, you make this mistake and hurt them, afterwards do you simply know that the other person knows you regret the pain, hurting them? That you would take it back despite what might have been learned, just to avoid having hurt them, without apogizing? Is it really understood?

Yeah, it is, but we apologize anyway, verbally and however we can. We pretend that there's some horrible chance that love might collapse and fall to the earth in a pile of shattered hopes and crushed lives, we have to make it clear that love is still there, as if it's our choice when and where it's given. We always say we're sorry, and I can't think of a single time or situation possible that I would not tell someone I love that I'm sorry for hurting them. Screw any "lessons learned" and screw pride and "watching out for myself." If I'm in love they are who I'm thinking about above myself, and they're thinking about me above themselves, a double sided sacrifice, but both sides are giving to the other more than they are giving up in themselves (does that make sense? think about it a sec, I can't think of any other way to put it) so both people end up with more and more, a wonderful result of being in love. You have to put in that little reminder, for no real reason that can be explained. But think about this, when you are in love, can you just tell them once and expect them to remember, thinking it's not necessary to repeat that? No, you enjoy the feeling of being told that, even though you know, and you enjoy the feeling of telling someone that, even though they know.

Love is an empowering feeling, one that makes you feel like it doesn't matter if you give up everything you have, even life, because that love is an impenetrable force, infallible. So I think the phrase is not inaccurate, simply incomplete.

Love means never having to say you're sorry, but doing it anyway.