House of Love

I’m trying to build a house but you just want it done.
I’m trying to draw the blue-prints and lay a good foundation.
And my house is built on the laurels of love, and yes, I rest on them.
It seems like you’re looking to construct your domicile, but not have it based on being friends.
I’ve heard one too many times, “No, I’m just looking for a boyfriend” or “let’s keep it platonic.”
But love is a chemical reaction, not just a choice you make, it’s sub-atomic.
It’s constructed by the primordial sense of the neurons that construct our very being
Like the framework of your house, it keeps it upright and strong even though you can’t see em.
But suffice it to say, I continue building anyway.
I know eventually someone will want to come help me build this structure, not just come and stay.
I’m about providing a place for your heart to live
But only if that place is first built on top of friendship.
Friendship, like my house has four pillars keeping it strong:
Honesty, Trust, Respect and Communication.
Think of any relationship you’ve been in and why it did not go the distance
I’ll bet you it’s because one of those four ingredients was missing.
I want my love to by like Hinduism, based on a foundation of four pillars:
Communication is my Karma, Honesty my Samsara
Respect is my Jnana and Trust grants me Mukti through my Dharma.
Please grant me freedom from these earthly pains and cycle of re-birth
And allow me a friendship to prove my true loves worth.
But suffice it to say, I continue building anyway.
I know eventually someone will want to come help me build this structure, not just come and stay.
And not all of our friends are date-worthy material
I don’t think what I’m saying is overly-ethereal
Just simply that Love doesn’t just exist like fireworks to explode
As if bright lights will open up your heart and leave it exposed.
That’s. Not. How. Real. Love. Works.
Real love is a complicated series of events and situations
That through trial and tribulation
Learning, mistakes, regrets overcome and the sharing of sensations
That a true chemical bond is formed, a tangible attachment, a cosmic transformation.
This is not to douse the thought of Love at first sight
Which I believe exists in this life
But I feel it’s like winning the lottery,
Twice.
It doesn’t happen often so I wouldn’t count on it.
You’d have a better chance of realizing that person that maybe you didn’t care for back in the day
Or just were never really friends with, could have, through their adult life, changed
And maybe when they Communicate to you it makes you feel a certain way
The Honesty in their sentiment speaks to that for which you pray
The Respect found between the spaces of their words show the price that they would pay
For Trust, proven in the philosophy of what they choose to say.
That’s a friend
Providing the foundation
On which to build your home.
A Home encasing your Heart
A Home enclosed with Love
A Home decorated with Experience
A Home surrounded by a white picket fence to keep out Loneliness
A Home shingled with the Emotional Fortitude to weather all storms
A Home lived in, and shared by, best friends.
But suffice it to say, I continue building anyway.
I know eventually someone will want to come help me build this structure, not just come and stay.