Post by chrissy on Mar 9, 2009 8:53:57 GMT -8
We may be hard pressed to explain to family and friends how someone who is not particulary admirable or even very likable can nevertheless arouse in us a thrill of anticipation and an intensity of longing never matched by what we feel for someone kinder or more presentable. It is difficult to articulate that we are enchanted by the dream of calling forth all the positive attributes -the love, caring, devotion, integrity and nobility -we are sure are lying dormant in our lover, waiting to blossom in the warmth of our love.
How can we explain that it isn't the person he is that we find so attractive but the person we're convinced we can help him become? How can we admit to ourselves or others that we're in love with someone who doesn't yet exist, and enchanted with our power to make him appear.
How can we explain that it isn't the person he is that we find so attractive but the person we're convinced we can help him become? How can we admit to ourselves or others that we're in love with someone who doesn't yet exist, and enchanted with our power to make him appear.
