When I will be in Love with you.

When I will be in love;
I’ll blush when your name would be called by my friends,
I’ll think about you more than often.
Small things would remind me of you.
Our songs would sing along in my ears,
as I would take a seat in subway, I’ll day dream about us.
I’ll bring you food from home,
and call you when you feel nervous before your interview and talk you out. I’ll be your friend in need,
your support system,
your backbone,
your listener,
your advisor,
whenever you need me through.
When I’ll be in love with you,
I’ll do what would be best for us.

26 thoughts on “When I will be in Love with you.

  1. Look at what you wrote: what is the difference between think and know? I know, and I believe it is in you, but I know you don’t yet. It’s okay. Keep writing, keep healing, fake it ‘til you make it.


  2. I am always eager to act as the devil’s advocate, so let me do so here too!

    The poem is nice, but I have some problems with the sentiments. To put it simply, “give the guy some breathing space!”

    I wonder what people in general want, but when/if I’m in love, I won’t want such a deep involvement of another person. I’d be happy for the other person to first of all mind her own business — and mind it well — and then spare some attention to me!

    From one of my favourite books:

    I love you, Dominique. As selfishly as the fact that I exist. As
    selfishly as my lungs breathe air. I breathe for my own necessity, for the fuel
    of my body, for my survival. I’ve given you, not my sacrifice or my pity, but my
    ego and my naked need. This is the only way you can wish to be loved. This is
    the only way I can want you to love me. If you married me now, I would become
    your whole existence. But I would not want you then. You would not want
    yourself–and so you would not love me long. To say ’I love you’ one must know
    first how to say the ’I.’ The kind of surrender I could have from you now would
    give me nothing but an empty hulk. If I demanded it, I’d destroy you. That’s why
    I won’t stop you. I’ll let you go to your husband. I don’t know how I’ll live
    through tonight, but I will. I want you whole, as I am, as you’ll remain in the
    battle you’ve chosen. A battle is never selfless.

    (Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead)

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  3. After having read most of what Priya has written I believe she probably, though her sentiments seem a certain way, not be an “empty hulk” in any relationship. I do like the passage from the Fountainhead, it is worth reading over many times. As Priya has written, I have felt this for my wife many a time, and sometimes she has said you are smothering me with your love. We should never be subsumed into someone else’s being for sure but as a statement of someone’s love for another I can understand that.

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  4. @lwjkjr (and also, Priya): You’ve made a good point. So, it makes sense that you care so much, but for the sake of the other person, one should probably resist showing it (and certainly, not show it all times)! The other person too wants a lot of space of grow, to make mistakes, to be crazy at times, etc.

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  5. @lwjkjr (and also, Priya): You’ve made a good point. So, it makes sense that you care so much, but for the sake of the other person, one should probably resist showing it (and certainly, not show it all times)! The other person too wants a lot of space of grow, to make mistakes, to be crazy at times, etc.

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  6. Thank you VN. I am thankful for Priya writing this and you -VN- for using it as a vehicle to introduce some interesting thoughts which have gotten all my attention. I am going to think about all of this for awhile, and give it some deep thought.
    Also I have watched Ayn Rand in some interviews on YouTube and would be interested in reading her works. Do you recommend Fountainhead as a good place to start.

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  7. Hi, you’re welcome.

    A very short introduction to Ayn Rand’s works:

    I love all her three major novels, Atlas Shrugged, The Fountainhead, and We, the Living.
    We the Living was the earliest, and in set in the revolutionary Russia. It is the easiest to read too!
    The Fountainhead is a bit “dry” — plodding through it may become difficult, especially if you don’t read many books.
    Ayn Rand considered Atlas Shrugged her magnum opus. It is a massive book, containing many things. When you read it, don’t expect to read it cover-to-cover! (Nobody can!) Read the parts you like, and skip the rest for the time being. It is my favourite novel.

    Her formal philosophy books are not so good. The arguments there seemed streched out and too forcefully put.

    So, I suggest you start from We, the Living!


  8. I thought up an important addition to my list below:

    > The other person too wants a lot of space of grow, to make mistakes, to be crazy at times, etc.

    The other person wants space to change! If you love the person too much (or express too much love) for the way the person he, he/she may lose the courage to change, which hurts (a lot!).

    The term ‘to develop’ comes from the French term meaning ‘to unfold’. (See link below; and that meaning is still more clearly visible in the corresponding German term, Entwickeln.)

    By loving another too much (for the way he/she is), you may freeze the “unfolding”.

    ( https://www.etymonline.com/word/develop )

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  9. I know that what I am thinking is not harming someone. I know it is vague, but human emotions are complex, right. So, trying to figure out how life and love works, is like finally achieving greatness in life. These emotions are felt by many, but only few can depict them. I am just trying to be one of the storytellers.


  10. Hi Vaibhav, your opinions are definitely thought provoking. I understand what I wrote depicted a sense of obsession towards the partner. But these are the protagonist’s feelings. She never put them into action. You know it’s like, when you want something, you think about it most of the times, you let your thoughts overflow. But then choose which thought to outspeak and perform.

    Also the piece you shared from ‘The Fountainhead’ was indeed a pleasure.
    It definitely showed how someone when deep in love wants every ounce of love for himself. They want to be selfless but can’t, they have to be selfishly impatient.
    I’ll definitely read the three books by Ayn Rand.
    Thank you for sharing.


  11. Priya and lwjkjr:

    About Ayn Rand (and actually, about everyone and everything in general!): When I first read her, I found parts of it shocking and even in bad taste. But I “endured her in spite of it” (see the quote below) and eventually reaped large dividends. So, see the quote below, which helpfully merges with the topic of love!

    One must learn to love: “This is our experience in music: we must first learn in general to hear, to hear fully, and to distinguish a theme for a melody, we have to isolate and limit it as a life by itself; then we need to exercise effort and good-will in order to endure it in spite of its strangeness, we need patience towards its aspect and expression, and indulgence towards what is odd in it: –in the end there comes a moment when we are accustomed to it, when we expect it, when it dawns upon us that we should miss it if it were lacking; and then it goes on to exercise its spell and charm more and more, and does not cease until we have become its humble and enraptured lovers, who want it, and want it again, and ask for nothing better from the world.–It is thus with us, however, not only in music: it is precisely thus that we have learned to love all things that we now love.  We are always finally recompensed for our good-will, our patience, reasonableness and gentleness towards what is unfamiliar, by the unfamiliar slowly throwing off its veil and presenting itself to us as a new, ineffable beauty:–that is its thanks for our hospitality.  He also who loves himself must have learned it in this way: there is no other way.  Love also has to be learned” (Nietzsche, The Joyful Wisdom, 334).

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  12. It’s funny how many people are interpreting this poem as a smothering kind of love. I read it again and found nothing pointing to that at all.
    I love your blog, thank you for visiting mine! ^ ^

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