Huh.

I cannot think of any reason to love someone other than unexplained feelings.  The feelings that come from somewhere else and change the way you look at life.  Where do the unexplained feelings come from?  From love's storing ground?  Are love feelings handed out when storage is too full, or when all the good love has already been given away?  Why and what other reason would anyone suffer love?

It is far easier to like someone with great feeling.  You choose it then--it comes from no where but yourself, attached to no secret rules or properties that may flippantly modify thoughts or emotion.  To like or regard someone highly is the true contract of living people, furnished with ALL the splendors of love but none of the dripping sentiments, the burdens of jealousy and wandering affection.  To love is to fix with rules another person in time the moment he or she was deigned to be love-able--was loved.  Desired.  Possessed.

Huh.  So lovers are kind of assholes?  Huh.

You can like a home that doesn't belong to you and not wish to posses it.  In fact, you may even regard those living within very highly, maybe they even ask you to dinner every other tuesday and are likely to ask you again because you've never broken anything that belonged to them--and you refrained from acting like an idiot around anyone living on the premises who might be their daughter.  In general you refrain from things that might make your presence "tiresome".  Indeed!  These imaginary people cannot mistake your gentle loyalty and lack of aggression!  You are as peaceful and desirable as a night breeze, simultaneously forgettable and irreplaceable.  No harm intended, no harm to come.

Yes I should like to be liked far more than loved, especially if this means matching a night breeze.

~ B