I wish all girls in the world knew what this graph means:
It’s from Jonathan Haidt’s book The Happiness Hypothesis. What it means is that in a romantic relationship, two kinds of love co-exist alongside each other.
Passionate love is the sparks, the affection, the butterflies in your stomach, the high, the drug that makes love the rollercoaster ride it is.
Companionate love is the friendship, the bond, the trust, the comfort of knowing backup will always be waiting, the care, the commitment that makes love last.
One is like fire, hot and strong and exciting in the beginning, but inevitably, it will eventually be reduced to a glimmer, a soft glow.
The other is like a vine, soft and weak and fragile when it starts, growing slowly, but forever growing, until it’s unbreakable, unstoppable, a net that catches everything that falls.
“I’ll take my best friend who’s in love with me as my boyfriend, because nobody understands me like him, no one makes me laugh like him and no one makes me feel better when I’m sad like him.”
…said no woman ever.
Ladies, y’all are screwing up the chances of your lives by overlooking your best friend, taking him for granted and only realizing how much he meant to you when he’s gone.
As someone who’s been on the losing side of this graph a lot and always proudly will be, the part that saddens me the most is the worldwide potential of happiness lost. All due to our biggest, human error:
Lack of perspective.
