Prism - A spectrum of emotions - Unplugged: Sugar, Spice and all things Nice!

Over the years, I discovered that people liked to tell me things, in fact they were very personal things. Things like the love they had found, lost or earned. While their identities will forever be my secret, I have learned a couple of things from them as well as my limited experience. Fact is, I was having lunch the other day with a very dear friend whom I'd known for the past decade, when she asked what would love have been for us if we had ever gone for it, which is the inspiration behind this entry;

Love to me is different than what most believe it is, or the sorry excuse the movies make you believe it is. In fact, I'll give it to you straight; what you mostly refer to as romantic love for another person is no more than a combination of chemicals your brain releases in mysterious combinations to provide you that sensation early on. (Dopamine, Seratonin, and others)

You see the initial steps of romance include these wonderful chemicals our brains release. With a little emotional maturity we proceed to create a relationship based on trust, commitment and the other goodies that go into a healthy "togetherness." Eventually, we realize that it is hard work; So the lazy move on to get their emotional high elsewhere, while the more realistic keep putting their efforts and build something beautiful. There's always the immature or what I like to call “creative” prefer to “keep their options open.” Really dumb idea, will come back to haunt you.
(Abusive Relationships excluded naturally, if you must ask)

How many people believe in their “soul mate”? Guess what ? What if I told you, that given the right time and resources, I could make almost anyone your “soul mate” Actually, I wouldn't because the means to accomplish are questionable at best but very achievable. I know how to make you feel warm and fuzzy about someone, but I can't make it something that would last unless both of you are determined to make it last. Yes, the emphasis is on determined.

The moral of the story for me is that all this business about romance is nice and entertaining, but you know that in the end you want someone who will be there in the storm, and not one only good at writing cards, sending flowers and providing eye candy.

In closing I'd like to mention the truly wonderful women who have come into my life and somewhere you've all made a positive difference. May the days forever allow me to provide you with what I call “Love” but please don't ever call me romantic until you've spent years with me.

Only then would I have earned it...