I guess at some point it had to come down to this. Love. I know, I know...no one wants to talk about it but I have a funny feeling most would like to know exactly how pure my disdain is for that feeling.
I love, she loves, he loves, we love and everyone wants to be loved. It is sickening what the great lengths are to which one would go to seek out love only to have their stomach hurl forward into the abyss and their body betray their own "heartfelt" disdain for this forced upon us concept! It isn't that I don't believe in the concept. I just don't buy into the whole big shebang that the world will turn upside down if I don't settle with one idiot or another. Many a man has professed his undying and unconditional love for me as I am sure many have had for you as well, women doing the same for their men. The only problem is most of them don't know what the word unconditional means.(or undying for that matter!)
Unconditional means just that, without conditions. It means when my ass gets fat and my boobs look like a sock full of tennis ball and my legs are so covered in varicose veins they look like a road map you will be there, loving me. It means that when your family jewels look like the Liberty Bell with a crack in them and hang down into your socks you will see me there by your side holding the fuckers up so you can tie your damn shoe! It means that when money is low and stress is high and the kids scream and the fucking dog you wanted pisses on the Sunday paper, you will help clean up the mess and grab me around my waist and plant a big kiss on me for being there with you through it all, and then we will snuggle together to go to sleep and start a new day, together. Unfortunately for me and many others the definitions are lost in the eyes of the non-beholders. I have been cast aside for some of the most stupid reasons. I am sick and was cast aside when he got sick because it was ok for him to cherish a sick woman but not give her the right to decide that she loved him enough to take care of him in his time of need. Noble, ain't it?!? This was the best one I have heard and he was truthful for he still loves me and is celibate today and checks up on me all the time telling me I deserve better. Then there's the kind that wants you to "fix" their issues and broken things and relationships and when you do and the "conditions" are done they flee to greener pastures looking for a newer model!
I have too much to say on love. There are just too many reasons to not try and too many telling me to give up. I think the only reason I stick it out is to keep a mental notebook and report back to the fates on the rationale of the human nature and how much it is ignorant and cruel. I know there are people out there who can attest to me having hurt them all in the name of love. But I am willing to bet if they were honest not one can tell you I was ever malicious or ever cheated. It just wasn't love and was more fondness and I realized long before them that we weren't for each other. I broke up gently if I could and always made aggressive attempts to do so. I cannot say the same for the spineless fuckers I have come across who think it is better to "stage" a fight or something to gain the bragging rights to some claim that they were victimized! Hogwash! Fuck it! After all, love is still only a four-letter word! I don't buy it. But I am still looking for it if it is still free and the chase has made some interesting scenery for my travels!~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves(yes LOVES-plural-no law says I cannot have more than one damnit!)
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