If I could put in words -- exactly -- what is in my heart of hearts, then I would do so with alacrity. But rarely is such the case. Most of the time, I fear. Scared that my words would lie. Uncertain of what would happen if I could speak of love. Frightened by being swept away, losing all perspective, all logic, all balance. Yet I want to be swept up by something/someone good. Yet I want us to be swept up -- together.
But words fail me. Less talk, perhaps, and more walk?
How do you know you love someone? Well, first of all, I think you love someone if you like being around him or her, having that person around. But how hard in this present culture, without being misunderstood, for a woman to tell another woman that she loves her–or for a man to tell another man that he loves him. Have you read C. S. Lewis’s “Four Loves,” which goes into the four Greek words for different types of love? I’ll admit, though, that I found part of his discussion quite obnoxious: his claim that having a woman (or women) present wrecks a great male-only conversation. But later he married a bright woman–and now, 50 years later I think that times have changed somewhat, at least in some circles, some of the time.
If you love someone, i think you should let them know in some way or another. maybe talking with them, write a letter, through a friend etc. Its always a good feeling to know that someone is in love with you. But a good result is never garanteed. If you always fear, how are you supposed to ever find out if they might return those feelings? Living with the regrets of ‘what if?’ is more painful then being rejected!