(An open letter to all I love and all I ever shall.)
You may not know I love you, and that’s okay; the important thing is that I act out of love, not that I be recognized for it. You may know I love you and not like it, and that’s okay; I don’t love you with the expectation that you love me in return, and since my love makes no demands, it does no harm. You may know and be glad that I love you, and that’s great; it’s a pleasure to be the cause of gladness in another. You may know I love you and may also love me, and that’s awesome; love requited is a blessing. No matter what, I love you.
I don’t love you because of what you do, have done, or might do for me. I don’t love you so you’ll love me back. I don’t love you and expect anything in return; my love is not a commodity to be bargained with, but rather it’s a gift, freely given with no strings attached.
I love you because I am a lover. I love you because my heart could not help itself (and I don’t know and don’t really care why). I love you recklessly, I love you passionately, I love you steadfastly… I just love you.
Because I love you, I hope for what’s best for you, in your judgment, and it’s not my place to tell you what’s best for you. Sometimes that means separation or even estrangement; it never means I love you less. I am on your side, even if I’m not at your side.
I don’t put my hopes for our relationship (whatever it may be) ahead of your well-being or your desires. If your desires (or mine) cause our paths to diverge, I’ll be sad, but I won’t be mad. I would never want my love to bind you to earth when you are meant to fly. Rather, I want my love to be steady, rising air that lifts you up even if it also carries you away.
It may also be that I choose to separate myself from you. Perhaps our lives or lifestyles aren’t compatible, or maybe our values clash. Maybe too close an association feels stifling or painful or harmful. If I choose to separate myself from you, it doesn’t change my love for you; it simply means that I love myself, too.
I freely offer to serve you—to serve your interests, to do good on your behalf—with the following qualifications:
- I will not support actions that risk significant harm to you, others, or myself
- I will not act in ways contrary to my own values or nature
- I will not serve spite I will not act unlovingly
I am imperfect, so my expression of love is likewise imperfect. I promise to strive always for excellence and improvement in love, and commit to learn the lessons the Universe offers when my practice of love falls short.
This is how I hope to love in all loving relationships: collegial, filial, familial, romantic. This is my manifesto.
Aloha,
David
It makes me feel a sort of sadness to think you will live a life of unrequited love, but then that may be your karmic debt that you must pay to move on to another life where your true love awaits.
ReplyDeleteNo reason to feel sad for me; I neither concede the day (I have hopes and prospects and I'm not dead yet) nor is my happiness wrapped up in something over which I have no control.
ReplyDeleteFor me, it's a little like the afterlife. I don't live well and do "right" (by my lights) in hope of reward or fear of punishment in the next; I live well and do "right" because it's the right thing to do. Likewise, I don't love in order to be loved; I love because it is my nature to love. :-)