The Difference Between Loving Someone... and Loving the Idea of Love
This morning, while drinking my coffee in a café, I overheard a young man telling his girlfriend, "I love you the way Romeo loved Juliet." It was only one sentence, yet it stayed in my mind for the rest of the day. It made me wonder whether that kind of love truly exists, or whether humanity keeps telling the story of Romeo and Juliet because we are still searching for something we rarely experience ourselves. If perfect love were common, perhaps their story would never have survived for centuries. Maybe we remember it because it represents what we wish love could be.
We say "I love you" so easily. But do we really know what love is? Love is not a word that should be scattered everywhere or offered simply because someone makes us feel good. Especially at the beginning of a relationship, we often confuse attraction with love. Someone can please us, excite us, fascinate us... but that does not necessarily mean we love them. Attraction is an emotion. Love is something much deeper. Attraction can disappear as quickly as it arrives. Love is built over time, and it also disappears if we stop taking care of it.
Perhaps love begins with emotion, just as a tree begins with a seed. Meeting someone who touches something inside us is only the seed. The real question is not whether the seed is beautiful. The real question is where we choose to plant it and how we care for it afterward.
Imagine giving the exact same seed to hundreds of people. Not everyone would grow the same tree. The seed is identical, but the soil is different. The sunlight is different. The water is different. The patience is different. The quality of the tree depends on far more than the quality of the seed. Relationships work the same way. A beautiful beginning never guarantees a beautiful future. The conditions in which love grows matter just as much as the feelings that started it.
Some people understand this. They do not search for the most expensive soil but for the soil that truly fits the seed they have been given. Once they plant it, they do not spend every second staring at it. They simply know when it needs water, when it needs care, when it needs space, and when it simply needs time to grow. They continue living their own lives while quietly protecting what they are building together.
Others, however, fall in love with the idea of having a seed rather than with the responsibility of growing it. At first, they care for it with excitement. But once the daily work begins, they become disappointed. Perhaps the tree does not look exactly as they imagined. Perhaps taking care of it feels heavier than they expected. Some abandon it and begin searching for another seed, hoping that the next one will magically grow without effort. Others keep the tree alive but never truly nourish it. The tree survives, but it grows weak. After years of seeing only weak trees, they convince themselves that love itself is fragile, when in reality they have never experienced what happens when love is consistently cared for.
The most beautiful relationships are not those where two people never face difficulties. They are the ones where two people continue creating the conditions that allow love to grow stronger year after year. Eventually, the tree becomes so deeply rooted that it no longer needs constant attention to prove it is alive. It stands on its own, offering shade, peace, and strength to the two people who planted it together.
Maybe this is why I struggle when people compare their love to Romeo and Juliet after only a short time together. Love is not measured by beautiful words. It is measured by everything that quietly happens after the words have been spoken. And perhaps the greatest mistake we make is believing that saying "I love you" creates love, when in reality those three words should simply describe something that has already begun to grow.