I’m sure literally every one has heard this question and almost everyone asks it. The tone might vary, someone may beg, someone may plead, another may demand, fight, quarrel, try to claim, possess and whatever else it may be. Directly or indirectly, the underlying question will be ALWAYS – Do you love me?
In this post, I will not do philosophy around it, nor is my intent to ask anyone if they love me. My intent is to examine whether I love the people who ask / have asked me this question?
Here’s to you, the silent questioner type of people
When you ask me with those sad, distant eyes; or the chirpy ones, excited about meeting me, but not sure if you should ask me the question; I KNOW exactly what you want to ask. Do I love you?
Your quest for my love may not necessarily be sexual in nature, or it may be. You desire may be to just connect with me, or to silently hope to find love in your life VIA me.
And yes, I love you. Even if not for sexual attraction, I love you for your desire itself. I love you for you breathe, for your desire, for you’re still alive. I love you for the control you can exercise while not asking that question that so lurks on your lips.
I may not love you the way you want me to, but I love you.
To you, the bold and aggressive
When you approach me like a typical alpha male, hoping to melt me in your arms; when you approach me attracted to me for my brains but eventually wanting to connect with me much more than that; when you ask me that question, looking directly into my eyes; I know what you’re asking.
Do I love you? Yes, in a different manner than you love me, in a different way than you want me to love you, but the fact is that I love you too. I love you for your aggression, I love you for the go-getter energy you have, I love you for you’re vocal about what you want.
And again, I may not love you the way you want me to, but I love you.
To you, the selfless
Yes mom, every time I say ‘I love you’ to you, I love you. And you too dad. And you, my siblings; you who shared the same womb and got nurtured by the same blood and soul as me. You’re my soulmates, in the real sense.
I may be insensitive to you, may keep our phone calls short, get irate; I may fail you and annoy you to no end, you’re the ones, who never ask me if I love you.
You just believe it and I DO love you. You’re right, I love you. And you guys don’t have to say ‘thank you munna’ or ‘thank you jiji’. Just say ‘we love you too’ and I’m as happy as I can ever be:)
I DO love you.
To you the old souls
All of you, the fellow travelers on the road called life. I love you too. Some of you ask me this question in your friendly ways, some of you through the declaration of your love before you wait for me to respond, some of you claim my love by rejecting mine.
To every spirit in this world who’s empathized with the question – Do you love me?
Yes! I do love you.
You’re a part of this universe that my soul shares with yours.
And I may not love you the way you seek, but I do do do love you!
I love you!
©Anupama Garg 2015 August