Love Is Perfect: A Letter For The Man Who Hates Love Songs ***another piece i wrote on the 31st of December 2017, previously published on my FB wall and on the FB Page, Reflections of the Broken Heart. i hope it could also be something that could inspire on here. i hope you enjoy it! you can find it below, in the 'caption' area of this post.*** Love Is Perfect: A Letter For The Man Who Hates Love Songs You say you don't like listening to songs because love songs, specifically, talk about a love that isn't real. You told me that when you were young, your parents used to like playing series of love songs using the music player at home and that these songs were those which shaped how you thought love was. As you got older, as you went from one relationship to the next, you realized that these songs that became your definition of love didn't really compare to the love you experienced in these relationships. So for you, love songs weren't worth listening to because they've let you believe in something that was actually non-existent and fake. I was saddened by this. I love singing and I love music. I cannot help listening to love songs and appreciating the multitude of emotions brought forth by these songs. For me, music is a language that helps us express the feelings that we cannot define most times. For me, love songs often convey the profound emotions we cannot put into our own words. For me, love songs have a way of either melting my heart to be able to love even more or crushing me into a puddle of pain. Music is an essential language to me and it has always brought me a kind of catharsis that no other thing on earth would provide. Therefore, I wish to tell you this: My darling, songs aren't bad at all. Music isn't evil. Love doesn't hurt and falling in love shouldn't be a scary thing. Maybe the love you've felt and given before was what caused you this eventual disbelief in love and in music. Love, for all it is and for all it ever will be, is perfect. It is people who are imperfect. It is people who cause pain, bleeding, disappointment, rejection, and tears. Thus, it may well be that during those times when you've given love, you gave it to the wrong people. Perhaps, you gave it to people who did not know how to love in return; thereby, causing you grief and disillusionment. Maybe you gave love to people who were ignorant about the sanctity of love and the actions that represent real love.
