A few days ago, I received what now seems to be quite a terrible accusation. This accusation is worsen by the fact that it came from someone who should know me much better than what I now think she does.
My friends, I have been accused of "being in love, with love itself". Even as I type this, I cannot help but raise one eyebrow and roll my eyes in disbelief. I will not get too deep into what has triggered the accusation but, I do wonder this much...
SINCE WHEN HAS BEING PASSIONATE ABOUT PEOPLE AND THINGS YOU LOVE BECOME DISINGENUOUS?
We live in a world where people are very opinionated. I mean.. look at what I am doing right now. Writing my opinion on a blog, and maybe one or two of you will see the comment box below and give your opinion as well (I hope you do!). However, I think there is a very fine line between having an opinion and trying to enforce your opinion against someone, especially when you have absolutely no known experience on the subject in your life's resume.
So am I in love, with love itself rather than the people, animals and inanimate objects that fill my life with joy? Well, I am sure by my tone you can already guess the answer is "NO!".
We are all born into this world knowing exactly what love is. Just look at the relationship between parent and child. Love is displayed from both sides a second after birth. Unfortunately, as we grow older love becomes more complicated and difficult to find in people and things. But the fact that it's difficult to find... does not mean you have no idea what it is or that you have an unreal idealistic view of it.
This accusation made me think of one of my life's love. CHAYANNE (of course! lol!). His discography is the soundtrack to my life, if you didn't already know this about me. Particularly, in regards to this subject, the song Tal Vez Es Amor (Maybe It's Love). Please enjoy this translation. It is one of my favorite songs. It's simple, honest and straight to the point. ;-)
Tal Vez Es Amor | Maybe It's Love |
No sé decir lo que me gusta de ti, | I cannot say what I like about you, |
Algo me mata pero me hace vivir | Something kills me but makes me live |
Tal vez es amor | Maybe It's Love |
Es tu mirada o es tu forma de estar | Is it your gaze or your way of being |
O la tristeza que da si te vas | Or the sadness that comes when you leave |
Tal vez es amor, quizá | Maybe It's Love, perhaps |
No sé por qué todo me sabe a ti | I don't know why everything tastes like you |
Una palabra, un verso, una canción | A word, a verse, a song |
Es un misterio de mi corazón | It's a mystery of my heart |
Que no me quiere ni contar a mí | That he doesn't want to tell even me |
Vivo, contigo | I live, with you |
Es el sueño que yo tengo siempre | It's the dream I always have |
Vivo, contigo | I live, with you |
No encuentro otra forma mejor de vivir | I cannot find a better way to live |
Yo no sé si es amor por ti | I don't know if its love for you |
Me temo, me temo que sí | I am afraid, I am afraid it is |
Es tu mirada o es tu forma de estar | Is it your gaze or your way of being |
O la tristeza que da si te vas | Or the sadness that comes when you leave |
Tal vez es amor, quizá | Maybe It's Love, perhaps |
No sé por qué todo me sabe a ti | I don't know why everything tastes like you |
Una palabra, un verso, una canción | A word, a verse, a song |
Es un misterio de mi corazón | It's a mystery of my heart |
Que no me quiere ni contar a mí | That he doesn't want to tell even me |
Vivo, contigo | I live, with you |
Es el sueño que yo tengo siempre | It's the dream I always have |
Vivo, contigo | I live, with you |
No encuentro otra forma mejor de vivir | I cannot find a better way to live |
Yo no sé se si es amor por ti | I don't know if its love for you |
Me temo, me temo que sí | I am afraid, I am afraid it is |