I have always struggle with the definition of love. I was watching an episode of Mad Men last night where Jon Hamm’s character Donald Draper tells someone that the definition of love was invented by someone like him, an advertising agent. I believe that to some extent.
So I have struggled with it and I’ve no doubt it’s because of what Donald Draper said or because there are many, many definitions and I’ve settled on looking for The One.
But my thinking has changed since meeting you. I know now that love is many, many things. It defines many aspects of our relationship. I know now that it is being with you and without you, touching you and not touching you, being near you even when you are thousands of miles away and being far away even when your lips are inches from mine.
I marvel at how easily your words flow from your mouth. I marvel equally at how my words trip over each other and struggle to move forward. It’s as if they were caught in a hurricane.
Yet here I am, both strengthened and weakened by my love for you. I can’t imagine a better place to be.