If I could explain comprehend or even remotely relate to it through logic or pattern, I wouldn't be writing this post.
I m only overwhelmed and overpowered by it time and again.
And the confusing part is that its the same thing for different people and yet its different. There is love between all human relationships of family and friends. Yet the same thing means different things in different relationship to different people.
Gee just in writing about it, I m going round in circles. So the actually experience itself is hot, sticky, syrupy , incomprehensible.
And I believe the only way one would have an inkling to Romantic love is when one's world and belief systems are turned upside down on their head, taking on depth and dimensions one was so sure, till previously, were impossible for one to reach.
Its that bitter sweet taste that gives this maddening sense of joy and restlessness for action yet a deep sense of peace and wholeness. Like all the pieces of this puzzle called life just came together and all that's left to do is to admire the beauty of it briefly before getting on with the game- only this time, one knows it can be infacted fixed and the surety of a joyful experience is in ones heart.
Anyhow all kinds of Love are of a single nature. Its only our choice of expression of love that define various relationships. For example, romantic love is differently expressed and experienced than brotherly or sisterly love. Yet innately both are but the same- Love . And this is the fundamental truth which we all inherently know that keeps order in society.
But thats also why perversion is possible even in love because the choice of expression is left to the person, the human who is all, but corruptible even if Love itself is incorruptible.