ghost amer

love is greed.

the commitment to exclusively love a single individual precludes both of your freedom to choose differently eventually.

over-intellectualizing love severs its soul.

love is greed, and its fundamental flaw serves a greater purpose.

we settle with someone to secure certainty in the present to influence an undeterminable future. to believe we have absolute power over what happens next is futile. but we still do it. in fact, we need to do it.

love is greed because it carries our precious vulnerability. our tenderness must only be entrusted with the right person. our loving soul is terribly fragile. shattering our soul is painful as it is, but picking up the scattered shards of ourselves is more agonizing.

it takes more work to rebuild than to cultivate. our souls don't come with an instruction manual. we rebuild from unreliable memory. one which might've served its purpose for its time, but must respond to present-day demands.

if that much is at stake, then maybe love must be greed.

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