When expectation falls to ruins, what is there left for love?” Yet for all their pleasures, they are as tenuous as light and air, and demand no fidelity.Īnd then there is this: Does not love depend on some belief in the future, some expectation beyond the delight of the moment? We fall in love because we imagine a certain life together. There are, too, those intimate and nearly primitive stirrings, the scent of the neck, the delicious tremble of skin and breath. Before each other, we are moved to bravery and we come to reveal more and more of ourselves, and when we do, those very traits that caused us some embarrassment or shame become beautiful in ways we did not understand before, and the entire world becomes more beautiful for it. And then comes the surprise of discovery we share certain aspirations, certain appreciations, and that which is different excites us. “What is it that causes us to fall in love? We are met with those first, initial glimpses- a kind of curiosity, a longing for that which is both familiar and unknown in the other.
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