A Thing of Untellable Splendor

Love is a very mysterious thing. Most of us act as though we know what it is without truly understanding its meaning and essence. This has been true of me. Before I encountered this phenomenology of love, I already had experiences of loving other people – my family, my friends, and boyfriends past and present. However, I was belonged to the people whom described as believing in the popular notion of love. I emphasized the characteristics of the people I loved, why I needed them, and I mostly demanded that they love me more than I demanded myself to love them. I even viewed love in the “scientific” way – something caused by hormones and dictated solely by the hypothalamus. My concept love was shallow. Yes, I felt it, but I knew it not. However, all that changed when I came across the phenomenology of love. It was an articulation of fundamental characteristics of love which I knew my heart was saying but my mind was incapable of putting into words. When I was reading the said phenomenology, I constantly had that weird feeling of realizing something and relating to it strongly with past experiences. I strongly agree with it. Indeed, love begins with the experience of loneliness and then grows as someone reaches out lovingly to the other. I also experienced that, but did not know its meaning in relation to the love I had. Indeed, in loving others, I always sought their love too, in the same or in even greater measure than that which I gave them. But I realized with the phenomenology that it is alright to feel that way and wish for the same, but that it should not be the motivation in my loving act. But what struck me the most was the statement that when we “love” someone without knowing our true worth, we are like making them trash bins to whom we throw ourselves. Because of this and the entirety of the phenomenology of love, I learned what loving is truly all about. Indeed, it’s a many-splendor thing.
"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies." This is just a sample of a quotation from Aristotle. Different quotes are being sent anywhere for just to let the sender express his feelings towards a person. But still playing on my mind a question that could be answer in all ways, what is LOVE? Love is a very strong feeling of affection. It cannot easily be described for it is a mix of emotions. Love is the attraction of one person to another person, object or sensation. Scientifically, it is created by chemical reactions in the brain. Eating chocolate releases the same chemicals in the brain giving one the feeling of love.

Love is somehow has different feelings for other people, why? Because, we can love and be loved by other people. For other people if they talk about love, they are always thinking that love is just for sex, if a person will tell you I love you it doesn't mean that s/he is inviting you to make LOVE with him to the bed. It may lead into misunderstanding but, this is very common, but this is the hardest thing to deal with and the hardest part of the human emotions, because you need to use your mind in thinking and heart for feeling, and that makes us crazy on thinking. I can relate my self somehow on the notion of love in three reasons of Manuel Dy; * The emphasis on being-loved than on loving

* The emphasis on the object of loved rather than on the faculty of loving * And the infatuation
I can say that we are happy being loved by people than we love them, because as a part of being a person sometimes we are asking ourselves if, there are still people that loves us? But with this question I can say that we are still lucky because at least we experienced how to fall in love and be loved. But sometimes we are not sure of our feelings, due to these uncertain feelings for a person; at first sight we are already giving a conclusion that we love that person even though we are not still on the exact age. And that is what we.

Loving is cooperating with others. To break oneself and participate others. Me and you become 'we' ourselves as one.
Enjoying the other company. Be with them making one's world. Having other as the main character of your love story.
Composing dreams with them. Having the most unforgettable moment of your journey. Holding hands in the darkest part
of your walks. And smile like no tomorrows. Your world revolves only with them. Wake up in each day full of happiness cause
you know there's someone waiting on you downstairs. That was love. Romantic and simple. But what if you've lost it?
Does you consider moving on and forget about everything about it? Loneliness seems the depths of love. The reason why we
need to be love. So it is means winning them again or just leave and find someone again? When you fell that everything is
lost can you ever have the strength to find love again?
Lets make a story:

You left.
With emptiness of my heart I let you leave.
And I need you know 'cause it killing me.
I fell my tears sliding down on my face thy're vanishing like you did.
My is punching on my broken soul.
But I realize that you'll be better of without me.
And it's killing me.
I wish nothing but the best for you.
I hear a voice of the elevator, the last sound. I will hear from you.
You vanished forever.
Now, when everything is lost, when all hard work we put in our beautiful relationship is lost.
When love is faded away. When tears of pain has dried.
Now pain caused bigger tear drops, this time deeper and bigger and painful like someone would just hiding me with a rock.
What should I do?
I wonder how can I live without you?
You're my everything.
When the last sound of elevator fades away, like you never existed.
I realize I'm alone.
Again Like I've been through my entire life, before I met you.
I'm sorry for all mistakes and difficult words cause to you.
And now I have lost you too. The one who gave me everything he could.
But all I fell now is emptiness.

Concluding that if we lost someone we love is we end up being lonely. And full emptiness in our hearts.
Just what I've learned from this subject that Loneliness is the peak of being in love.