Love, the universal language is an interesting concept.
According to Wikipedia, love refers to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes, ranging from pleasure (“I loved that meal”) to interpersonal attraction (“I love my partner”). Love may refer specifically to the passionate desire and intimacy of romantic love, to the sexual love of eros, to the emotional closeness of familial love, to the platonic love that defines friendship, or to the profound oneness or devotion of religious love. Love may be understood as part of the survival instinct, a function to keep human beings together against menaces and to facilitate the continuation of the species.
This diversity of uses and meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, compared to other emotional states.
Love changes over time. Does it really? Or is it that just our response and reaction to the love we feel changes?
Wanting to spend every waking hour together, constantly sharing thoughts and an admiring look, the urge to touch, however briefly all adds to the charm and excitement of love before marriage.
The same immediately after marriage – begins with the feeling of euphoria at having got what you’ve wanted, the open acceptance of sexual attraction and display of physical intimacy, then settles in with the reassurance of having comfortably become part of your partner’s life.
Sometime later, the urge to spend every waking hour together recedes – not because your love changes but you take it for granted that you are together anyway, so what’s the point of wanting to express it. The mundane, surrounding environment, demanding careers, money matters, building a future, in-laws, relatives and children’s influences seeps in slowly, vying for equal attention. The response to the love you feel translates gradually into acceptance of the duties you must perform.
Perhaps sometimes the duties no longer feel as pleasurable and then, you respond to the love as pressure to adhere to the norm wanting to break free from it all.
Then again, sometimes a brief recollection of a moment spent together or a passing comment from a stranger makes you relook at your response. You delve into that moment to rebuild on the love you had felt, to draw strength from it and change your response.
That I suppose is the power of love – to adapt, mould, conform, accept, let go and refresh itself as and when required.