The Purest Love
Without Prejudice
I believe the purest form of love is the unrequited. It's not the love I want nor does anyone, but unrequited love is a longing for the perfect, the noble, the saintly. Where there is no day to day "stuff" to deal with. No every day mundane details, no odours, no messing up, no disagreements, a love that's perfect. Impossible love, love that you know won't work if dragged out into the light. That makes it all the more precious.
It might be forbidden, the person you have unrequited love for might be a partner of someone you know. They might be married and you are single, a big no no. You see them as perfect, as "yours" and they will be never yours to have. And you know in your heart it won't happen but you keep that love in your heart like a perfect little treasure that gets you through the tough times, the alone times, the times when life seems to be bottoming out.
If you are a woman your yearning could be for the "hero", the brave, the strong, the fearless. Robin Hood, the Superman. He might be a bald accountant with baby blue eyes and glasses, that looks like a nerd to everyone else. But to you he is the delight of the world. To you and only you, he is "perfect".
You tell no one and keep your secret longings to yourself, hug them close to your heart, and like all hidden treasures you unwrap them on your own and delight in their beauty. Certain songs will always be "theirs" and you rarely play them. Too much emotion to deal with at times. But when you are in the mood, play the songs, unwrap your hearts hidden desires and sit back in the remembrance and love you feel.
It's not wrong to have unrequited love, it's a lovely thing. It's the human beings desire for perfection in an imperfect world. It's a gazing of one into anothers eyes and being gob smacked as there is something there you recognise, an intangible thing. A "knowing", a quick glance and they have you summed up as you do them.
It's like you recognise them from somewhere in your past. Is it the cast of the jaw, the angles of the face, the bones, a familiar shape from a long time ago. In one glance with certain people it's like you can see everything about them. Their past, their future, their happiness and unhappiness. Some you know you will end up with and some not. That is all in the first glance also.
Others you have to work to get to know but with the unrequited at first it's all there. Perfect as it is, without a knowing in real life. No kitchen sink dramas for the unrequited, no dirty floors to be swept and washed. No dirty sink full of dishes they haven't done when you have had a hard week. No hairs in the sink from black whiskers, no lying on the couch watching sport all day or documentaries on the Ancient Egyptians. Who cares who Rameses the 4th was when shopping needs done, the lawns need mowed ???
No, the unrequited lies in it's red velvet lined compartment of the heart, pure, simple, and fed with love and longing. It has it's scents and freshness, it's joy and music. And if you are lucky enough sometimes that unrequited love is a love that is reciprocated and if that is the case I wish you every happiness.
I have one and everytime I see him I my whole being is electrified and I know his is too. It won't ever be anything, but that makes it all the more lovely.
Love Janette
I believe the purest form of love is the unrequited. It's not the love I want nor does anyone, but unrequited love is a longing for the perfect, the noble, the saintly. Where there is no day to day "stuff" to deal with. No every day mundane details, no odours, no messing up, no disagreements, a love that's perfect. Impossible love, love that you know won't work if dragged out into the light. That makes it all the more precious.
It might be forbidden, the person you have unrequited love for might be a partner of someone you know. They might be married and you are single, a big no no. You see them as perfect, as "yours" and they will be never yours to have. And you know in your heart it won't happen but you keep that love in your heart like a perfect little treasure that gets you through the tough times, the alone times, the times when life seems to be bottoming out.
If you are a woman your yearning could be for the "hero", the brave, the strong, the fearless. Robin Hood, the Superman. He might be a bald accountant with baby blue eyes and glasses, that looks like a nerd to everyone else. But to you he is the delight of the world. To you and only you, he is "perfect".
You tell no one and keep your secret longings to yourself, hug them close to your heart, and like all hidden treasures you unwrap them on your own and delight in their beauty. Certain songs will always be "theirs" and you rarely play them. Too much emotion to deal with at times. But when you are in the mood, play the songs, unwrap your hearts hidden desires and sit back in the remembrance and love you feel.
It's not wrong to have unrequited love, it's a lovely thing. It's the human beings desire for perfection in an imperfect world. It's a gazing of one into anothers eyes and being gob smacked as there is something there you recognise, an intangible thing. A "knowing", a quick glance and they have you summed up as you do them.
It's like you recognise them from somewhere in your past. Is it the cast of the jaw, the angles of the face, the bones, a familiar shape from a long time ago. In one glance with certain people it's like you can see everything about them. Their past, their future, their happiness and unhappiness. Some you know you will end up with and some not. That is all in the first glance also.
Others you have to work to get to know but with the unrequited at first it's all there. Perfect as it is, without a knowing in real life. No kitchen sink dramas for the unrequited, no dirty floors to be swept and washed. No dirty sink full of dishes they haven't done when you have had a hard week. No hairs in the sink from black whiskers, no lying on the couch watching sport all day or documentaries on the Ancient Egyptians. Who cares who Rameses the 4th was when shopping needs done, the lawns need mowed ???
No, the unrequited lies in it's red velvet lined compartment of the heart, pure, simple, and fed with love and longing. It has it's scents and freshness, it's joy and music. And if you are lucky enough sometimes that unrequited love is a love that is reciprocated and if that is the case I wish you every happiness.
I have one and everytime I see him I my whole being is electrified and I know his is too. It won't ever be anything, but that makes it all the more lovely.
Love Janette
