There's a quote from a book I've read that really stuck to me and got me thinking:
"I don't think you really ever fall out of love with someone. I think when you fall in love, like true love, it's love for life. All the rest is just experience and delusions." - J.A. Redmerski
Everyday, I hear stories of broken friendships. Stories of couples who once were best friends but not anymore because they have "fallen out of love" of each other. But after reading that quote the first time... I wonder, did those people truly love each other?
Yes, they had feelings. Strong ones that cannot be fathomed into words but only by affection. But then the day came it all stopped. Can you still call something that was once between them, love?
So you start to ask yourself maybe it really wasn't love. Maybe hormones were all to blame. Then you start to convince yourself there was something...that you felt it.
Some say we cannot fight love. That human beings do not have the strength to fight such emotional force. That while we are capable of hiding it, we're just not strong enough to save ourselves from it.
But if those were true, then we really can't fall out of love, can we?
I don't know the answers to those questions. Just as clueless as you if you also didn't. After all, I have never really fallen in love with someone yet. I did feel stuff. The kind that makes you feel funny in your tummy and squishy inside. But love? It is such a big word for me. Has always been. Yet, I'm clueless about the whole concept of such thing.
I'm not going to lie and say that I'm purely a realist. While yes at a certain point I am because this is reality, I also couldn't deny that I am a hopeless romantic. Stuck in this mundane world. In a place that's becoming more and more ordinary by the day.
(Anyway)
Is falling out of love really a phenomenon? Or was it just invented as a kinder way of saying, "I was never really in love with you"?