Define the Fine Lines Between Love and Art.

It's in the whispered words
That come out from the start
That define the fine lines
Between love and art

Fine lines? More like a blurry haze. In a day and age in which every movie we see, every book we read, every song that penetrates our ears whether welcome or not, is a love reference. Quotes to make the ladies swoon or under-processed love thoughts that will be over-processed by a young man implant themselves in our brain.

Who is to say what love is? Who is to say they are currently experiencing it? For is it not the aftermath of said experience that forces you to realise the reality of what it was. "You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone" being the most apt phrase for what my ramblings are about.

As a nation we have become so obsessed with seeking love, searching for it, forcing it upon ourselves that I don't believe it is really what we think it is at the time. You can grab the hand of your chosen partner and intertwine fingers, stare deep into the eyes of another and notice your heart skipping a beat and you may rightfully call that love.
But in our generation I think w have lost the true meaning. Those who are unfortunate enough to lose their lover, and feel the deepest penetration of sorrow in a tender broken heart and go on to feel this devestation and yearn any aspect of their lost partner for the remainder of their own lives. Those who have a deeper loss than the life of another. Those who are completely lost. Those who cannot bring themselves to love another. Maybe it is those who may call it love. Who is to know who can truly call their feelings real love? A lucky few can do so.

What we call love these days, some of us, is more like an art, the art of infatuation. The art of enthralling another. The art of enrapturing a fellow being into a partnership. The art of possession at times. Love is not an art. Yet it has always been perceived as so.

Classic couples were created to eptimise love. Created being quite the artistic word. The operative word in that sentence, dare I say. Romeo & Juliet. Mr.Darcy & Elizabeth Bennett. Adam & Eve. Scarlett O'Hara & Rhett Butler. Tristan & Iseult. May i be so bold as to add Edward Cullen & Bella Swan to the afore list?

Casanova awaits each of us to capture our hearts, but is it only our infatuation he will receive? Do we know how to be truly in love? Or will our lives simply correspond to the ways of the art form we deem as true love?

Today's title comes from the song "Love is Art/Sleep Through Fire" by Said The Whale.

Listen to it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tlPpllrfDDY