Reasons: A love concept

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We are brought onto this planet for a number of reasons, and most of these reasons have faces, bodies, names and personalities. These reasons run the race that is life just a few lanes away from us, parallel to us and maybe ahead of us but with the sole mission of living life to the fullest. These reasons are people, or our people as I'd like to say.

We have the option to take two steps closer to our reasons. Here we will enjoy friendship hugs, appropriate jokes and intelligent conversations.
Or we can take four steps closer to our reasons, and enjoy tight hugs, fistbumps, mean jokes, sarcasm, inside jokes and intelligent banter. We can also enjoy platonic intimacy without the romantic strings attached. Our i love you's we'll be followed by "i know" s and our aim will be to make each other happy. I always choose this one.

Or we can take as many steps as we need to get so close to our reasons they'll barely be any breathing space between us. This is where we enjoy honest, seriously deep, get-to-know-you questions and want to figure out what exactly makes our reasons tick. Why they're afraid of the dark, why they love their grandmother so much, why they can't stand the taste of coffee or why they don't have a favourite colour. When we're this close we don't hug we embrace, that's how tight those hugs
are and we might even kiss. Maybe with our eyes wide open because the love is just that deep. We don't hold back affection at this stage. We let them in, fully and completely. We go on dates as an orientation because our reasons are going to be a part of us and us of them. This stage is beautiful and i am envious of those who have had the pleasure of experiencing it. I am a citizen of planet friendzone so i have not been so lucky.

Honestly, i don't know where i was going with this but let me admit something. I am guilty of blurring the lines and crossing from one stage to the other and i know I'm not the only one. I know people who say "don't try and get into my head" to their romantic partners and i have had honestly honest, no-holds-barred conversations with my platonically intimate reasons. I suppose it is the nature of human beings to remix or customise things to suit us, yeah?

I hold no condemnation for whichever way you choose to acknowledge your reason or how many steps towards them you've chosen to take. Maybe some people take no steps at all and that's okay too. Personally though, I'm a collector of reasons. Some might say a "connoisseur of souls" but that phrase is a little daunting for me. I collect reasons, especially at this phase in my life because i have a lot of love to give. And maybe I'm also subconsciously searching for my stage 3 reason I'm not sure. All I'm saying is i want to reach out to as many people as i can. Have as many honest and freeing conversations as i can. But I'm also kind of introverted at times so i have to settle for writing. I bare my soul through my writing and i hope that makes up for the lack of a hug or fistbump (i give amazing fistbumps btw).

Dear reader, can i call you "my love"?

I hope you are my reason, and that we've connected somewhat through this borrowed language that I've had to customize ( hence my mistakes, if you find any ). I hope i can say to you" i love you" and you will respond with "i know".

Because i love you and now you know.

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