Love:defined

Trapped in a world consumed by commercialized emotion, Valentine’s Day flowers, and “Facebook official” relationships I don’t think I’ve been properly told what love is. The dictionary defines love as such: a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. However I don’t think we’ve come to love one another tenderly and passionately, but rather we pursue a common denominator. I’m forever searching for a lego piece that will snap perfectly together with mine. The problem with this picture is that once I find that one lego, that one person: we’re just two lame lego pieces snapped together. Digging through a sea of legos ends nowhere, but If I were to build with friends I find over time I not only have an awesome castle, but I’ll find myself snapped together with the perfect friend and an incredibly awesome castle to rely on.

We’ve all heard the newly weds who rave about being married to their best friends. I have it in my mind to ask them how many best friends they had prior marriage though. All through our hormone fed high school careers we (the up and coming generation that is) meet new best friends and reconcile old lovers. It takes every single one of those failed relationships to create the person who puts a smile on your face. Simplified, love is not happening to meet your best friend because you happened to look across the restaurant and they happened to flash a smile back at you. Quite the opposite love is the realization that you’re standing at the top of a well constructed lego castle and right beside you your best friend is snapping together their last block. Both friends are right there at the same time enjoying the view.

This friendship took a long time and in short time is love. Like everything pure, sadly time can be cheated by money. I’d like to shoot the person who first said “time is money.” Time is not money, but rather a way to earn money. Instead of spending time with friends and lovers we have slipped into a habit of spending money on the people we admire as if it proves to be a good enough substitute for time. Money has us all fooled. There’s no way to purchase love because there’s not a single one of us who controls time.

Time doesn’t stop and love doesn’t slow down. The only variable in the romance equation is friends. The friends we laugh with and the friends we cry with are the friends who we will love and spend time with. Love defined is infatuation, is best friends, is time, is building a castle.