Love of the First Degree
Mush! That squiggly, warm, overflowing, chocolatey, intoxicating Mush! When the effervescent dewy eyes lit lamps of the heart! Ahh! That murderous feeling of the wrenching gut of jealousy! That deluge of longing that drowned hours of night’s slumber.
That special Mush!
Social Psychologist from The University of Lancashire, Dr. Gayle Brewer wrote in an article published in The Guardian, “Why We Can Never Recover From First Love” has mentioned how first Mush or Love sets unrealistic expectations in future relationships. He goes on to describe how Romantic Love isn’t a one-time phenomenon, however, it might be very different from the first experience of ‘being in love’. The reason is that as we grow older, our experiences change and so does our feelings in similar situations.
But honestly, come to think of it, is it possible to forget the first time you got drenched in a downpour unexpectedly? Is it plausible to not recall the first time you scored surprisingly well in an examination or won an award that you were not anticipating? Will you ever forget the first drink, the first time you bunked classes, the first time you rode your bicycle, the first pet, the first car, the first slap from your parent? Firsts are always The First.
The feeling could be stronger for something else or someone the next time, but still the original experience will stand as the yardstick to judge the next experience.
So, how is it likely that love will be any different? You might end up finding your soul mate after the first heartbreak or romantic disaster, but that will be the foremost time you were guilty of being in love with someone else more than yourself. It was the earliest time you felt the pangs of pain, the utmost instance when your heart actually overgrew your body and replaced the little place between your lung- Yes! That awesome breathlessness!
Affirmative! That absolutely, amazing, ravenous, dreamy, perfect feeling that has you committed for life. To love- to give- to be for someone more than for yourself- that wonderful amnesia of thudding unconsciousness where the earth revolves in a zigzag motion of hmmm. No! When the earth dances harder than you do when the sky smiles the largest cumulus cloud, the sun simmers its most romantic rays, the trees sway in silent melody, the sweet green grass carpets the feet of your loved one- Ahh!
That most atrociously perfect, the superlative of all superlatives First Love! The Mush! The Love Of The First Degree!
Author: Kleio B'wti