What are the different kinds of love? I like to separate love into two forms, platonic and non-platonic. Platonic is the kind of love where you are not trying to get into someone else’s pants. You care for the other person, feel their pain and happiness as if it were your own but there is no nookie involved in this form of love. Sorry for those that do believe in friends with benefits because it doesn’t exist in my world. Non-platonic is the opposite (Duh). This is the love that forms from lust or deeper emotional connections. These are lovers or soul-mates for lack of a better term. Sex doesn’t always have to be involved in a non-platonic relationship but it is a relationship that is considered be more than the platonic version. I’m dissing platonic love; I’m just saying that non-platonic is generally more complicated than its platonic brothers. But let us break these down further for me to make my point.

There is love between families, the most common kind of platonic love to me. Not all people feel this way. Not all people that can procreate deserve to be called parents and not all the children in the house can be considered brothers and sisters if they have not earned the title. But when the love is there, it is unconditional. There is no losing this bond unlike to others you will read about in the rambling. You could become an evil bastard to all those around you and you would still have your family there for you. There is something comforting about this, you have to admit it. Your family doesn’t have to be blood relatives to be your family. To quote one of my favorite movies (Parenthood) “You know, you have a license to drive a car, own a gun, hell you have to a have license to catch a fish, but they’ll any Butt-reaming asshole be a father.” (Sorry to those that this quote offended, if any) Your family could be your friends or others in your life but blood doesn’t make the love you feel for them any less.

To me, the best form of platonic love is this next one (My personal opinion, make your own choice). There is the love between true friends (Or in the words of Jay and Silent Bob, Heterosexual life mates J Love those guys), that everyone in some way, shape, or form has felt. From the neighbor children to our classmates and co-workers we will always find someone to associate with outside ourselves that has common interests. The difference between these companions and true friend is that a true friend is someone to trust. A true friend can point out your faults and help you laugh about them. They will stand by you when you are wrong but will also tell that you are wrong. They bring the ice cream or the booze when you have broken up with significant other. They tell you stories that will make you laugh until you cry or tell you stories that will lift you spirits when the burden seems too heavy to bear. True friendships are priceless not because of who they or who you are, but because the experiences you have together. The drag on this form is that friendships can end; even true friends can disappear from your life for some reason. Relocation, falling out over who borrowed money and who didn’t repay it. Blink and a friendship could be over before you know it and your left wondering what the hell happened.

One of the most common forms of non-platonic love is the love formed from duration. You meet someone at a party, you talk for a few minutes and they spill soda on you, talked to loud, picked their nose, whatever it may be they annoy you. On the way home from the party you get a flat tire. You pull off to the side and try to flag down help. You wait but no one stops. Finally a car pulls up and the driver is the annoying individual from the party. They help you change your tire and they a little less aggravating than they once were. You meet again a few days later by accident at a coffee shop and they might even seem a little attractive. You exchange e-mail or phone numbers, and the relationship progresses. Eventually the annoying little tics that seemed insurmountable to form even a friendship have no meaning and a romantic relationship begins. Most marriages and relationships begin this way. Like almost all forms of love there is no guarantee that it will last but that makes it no less valuable.

Next is the most comical form of love if you can even call it that. Love at first sight. To me, love at first sight is actually lust at first sight. If you ever hear someone say that they fell in love with their significant other the first time they saw them, that means that they wanted to jump their bones and are trying to make it sound classy. There is nothing wrong with this however. Most people can eventually form a relationship on this. (See above paragraph) But be honest with yourself. The attraction was completely physical to start and therefore does not deserve the title of love. The only reason this form is included is because sometimes, this form does evolve into the rarest classification of all.

And last but far from very least is the Golden Goose form of love. What is mostly referred to as True Love. This is the most written about in stories (Look at Twilight). Every fanfic I read is about someone finding their true love and the trouble they go through to find it (Love the Drama, I can’t Help it, I’m a sick twisted individual) So all the stories I write are going to be about true love and the trouble getting there and the occasional smutty one-shot. No flames please because I am a fragile person (Please don’t hurt my fragile ego, I had to super glue it last week and I’m not sure it held), I’m not a professional writer, I’m just bored and looking for an outlet. Constructive comment are alright and I hope that any one that has read this thing doesn’t think I’m too crazy because I wrote this much, it started out as a way to build a plot for a story and decided to post it on my profile. So happy reading to all and to all a good time ;)

Favorite Quote of the Month: It is easier to ask for forgiveness than for permission.

Favorite Song of the Week: Burn It to the Ground by Nickelback

Favorite Person of the Week: My Boss for giving me two days off in a row on payday.

Favorite Book of the Week: Dead to the World by Charlaine Harris (What can I say, Eric Rocks My World!)