If loving somebody is selfish, if it is a feeling we voluntarily choose to surrender to with the main intention of being able to enjoy being intoxicated by love – a subconscious conclusion for some might be that it in the end doesn’t really matter who the person you choose to give your love to is. As long as there is some kind of attraction and mutual understanding.
So, then, when this person suddenly leaves you in one way or another. Do you cry about the loss of your drug, about being without that feeling, kind of like the way you enjoy crying when watching a sad movie? Or is it actually that one beloved person, the individual with all the qualities and random peculiarities, that you miss?
I mean, if you really think about it, would love me for us, or just for yourself?