"I'm not in love with you anymore."
Surely if you were the unfortunate recipient of this confession its highly likely that your heart immediately felt as if it had imploded. Your only chance at resuscitation would be renewed affections from the very culprit who wounded you so severly.
I have never been told that I was no longer loved. I regretfully admit that I have at a time recited those seven words with mournful resignation to someone once before.
The thing is, I do believe that its possible one can "fall out of love" but I don't believe that love can ever be discontinued. After all, "falling in love" and "loving" seem like the same thing with varied intensity.
Love is far more than a feeling. Its a commitment. Once you commit to something, you don't renege. If more people looked at love as an emotional commitment, perhaps the notion of even "falling out of love" or "not loving" would become more obscure. It wouldn't be the go to phrase for so many break-ups. As much as I hate to admit that I am one of those fickle exes who "fell out of love", I also have to admit that there isn't one person that I have ever stopped loving if I loved them to begin with.
I'm of the opinion that along with the commitment of love comes the responsibility of taking the one whom you care so deeply about's feelings into consideration. Walking away from them with no more than giving them seven words complimented by a grimace is simply unfair. I'm not saying that the recipient of this news may not have seen it coming a mile away however, with all of the tension and emotional energy within an already failing union there are far better ways to end a relationship than to go bobbing for jugulars.
When someone is hurt and they begin going for their significant other's throat by blurting out words worthy of making the Spartan Army cringe one is left wondering if love were ever present in the relationship to begin with. How in the world did an exclusive and intimate union become a public display of rejection? Have a heart people!
I'm not here to point fingers, I am simply sharing a thought... the next time you go falling in love, look it as a long term commitment rather than a endorphin induced profession and perhaps you will feel that way for the long haul as opposed to for the time being.
Save a few people the heartache and get your emotions in check so that you won't break too many hearts once or if you decide to check out.
Surely if you were the unfortunate recipient of this confession its highly likely that your heart immediately felt as if it had imploded. Your only chance at resuscitation would be renewed affections from the very culprit who wounded you so severly.
I have never been told that I was no longer loved. I regretfully admit that I have at a time recited those seven words with mournful resignation to someone once before.
The thing is, I do believe that its possible one can "fall out of love" but I don't believe that love can ever be discontinued. After all, "falling in love" and "loving" seem like the same thing with varied intensity.
Love is far more than a feeling. Its a commitment. Once you commit to something, you don't renege. If more people looked at love as an emotional commitment, perhaps the notion of even "falling out of love" or "not loving" would become more obscure. It wouldn't be the go to phrase for so many break-ups. As much as I hate to admit that I am one of those fickle exes who "fell out of love", I also have to admit that there isn't one person that I have ever stopped loving if I loved them to begin with.
I'm of the opinion that along with the commitment of love comes the responsibility of taking the one whom you care so deeply about's feelings into consideration. Walking away from them with no more than giving them seven words complimented by a grimace is simply unfair. I'm not saying that the recipient of this news may not have seen it coming a mile away however, with all of the tension and emotional energy within an already failing union there are far better ways to end a relationship than to go bobbing for jugulars.
When someone is hurt and they begin going for their significant other's throat by blurting out words worthy of making the Spartan Army cringe one is left wondering if love were ever present in the relationship to begin with. How in the world did an exclusive and intimate union become a public display of rejection? Have a heart people!
I'm not here to point fingers, I am simply sharing a thought... the next time you go falling in love, look it as a long term commitment rather than a endorphin induced profession and perhaps you will feel that way for the long haul as opposed to for the time being.
Save a few people the heartache and get your emotions in check so that you won't break too many hearts once or if you decide to check out.
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