I have seen the romantics. Those chomping at the bits for love. Adolescents at heart who wish to "fall" and have someone fall for them. We have become addicted to love, fascinated by the prospect of love. We have idolized love, become enamored of love. All this, only because we've had so little of love. I am not entirely certain that love is for us.
Permit me to paint a picture of a utopia where love reigns. Not just where love is supreme, but by some miraculous accident love has become universal; fully ingrained in the fabric of life. Such a place would be ridiculous, painful to tolerate. Everywhere you turn you would not just be loved by one person, but by hundreds, everyone. And in return, you would have to bestow upon others, upon everyone this thing called love. If we, all of us, truly were so infatuated with love we would readily accede to live in such a world. But without you telling me I am certain that you do not want this world. No one wishes upon themselves, or upon others, a world such as this; a world where such idolatrous worship reigns free; that is, a world where love rules. And, my friends, if we are not willing to live in a place where love is limitless, where love rules, then perhaps we should accept the fact that love really is not for us. Perhaps we should accept that our pining for love is solely because we have had so little of it.
In fact, in a world such as the one I just described, as soon as the lordship of love would begin, there would arise those who would immediately begin to argue and struggle for a world in which there was some selfishness. Some loneliness. There would arise those who looked for a time in their life when they could be alone, when they could have solitude, when they could be selfish. There might even be those who would wish to be hated and despised. In other words, we would want a world exactly like the one in which we live today!
Do not let your thirst for love drown the sanctuary of your solitude.
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...Mufti Maybe