"Love, like the flu, is caught somewhere on the street and healed in bed...."
How does a story begin? Better than that, How do love stories begin? Almost anybody knows it or not even think about it: people just dedicate their time on living, dreaming or remembering them, but, almost no one knows how they begin.
Many people say that love comes from the reproduction instinct to perpetuate our specie. On the other hand, there's also people who say that love is something more, something far from any animal impulse, something defined by the need of being and sharing life with somebody, something exclusive of human soul.
Love is sometimes demonstrated in a bouquet of flowers, poets call them verses, for the paintors, love is color, and it's music to the heart, combined with candels and a great romantic dinner... and then, there's just the tenuous light, the sighs, the cuddling, the kissing, the holding, an "I love you", and the lovers joined to each other by love, under the sheets, drunk with ecstasy and sweat.
Most people define love like that, and, at the end, everything is the same: sex, a wedding, pregnancy, children and an oldness together, among arguments, physical inconveniences y crazy ideas. But, where does love come from? How does it start?
Sometimes we say that "love's born from sight", and there are also many men (and many women, like me XD) who are conquered "by their stomachs"; in adition, we have people who fall in love "by first sight", or in a blind date and surrender to their feelings just like that... and, of course, we can't forget the ones who are sick of love, the ones who are wrapped around someone's little finger, the people who die because of love... cause there are many kinds of love for many different prefferences and circumstances, but, we come to the same point: why do people fall in love?
Where does an "I love you" or "I need you" come from? What motivates us to overturn in such an idiot way our dreams, desires, our joy and sadness, in another person? Or worse than that, we have crazy ideas such as "I just can't live without him", "can't forget our moments together", "if she's not with me there's no more air to breath" Or the idea (even more crazy) of getting married: the men to give their complete salaries to their women, and the wives, are dedicated to bring more population to this World, like rabbits... and they do that with all ilusion, Why??!!
At least, that's what many people wonder during their lives: What does somebody feel when another person says "I love you"? Meanwhile, the rest of people... we are dedicated to live the ilusion of the utopic scent of that crazy human invention called "love", the same crazy disease we caught one day, while we were with our mind on the clouds walking somewhere on the street.
(((If you wanna see this text in its spanish version, look for my previous article/ Si interesa la versión en español de este texto, busquen mi artículo anterior)))