Is love actually real or is it an
illusion created by our minds
to escape reality?
CREATIVE

Written by Qishal Nelson
Artwork for Anniyah Govani for The Fraser Post
Edited by Sahasra Siddabhaktuni
Is love real, or is it an illusion created by our minds? For many years, I’ve heard many people interpret love differently. Some believe that we are all given a soulmate: one person whose heart beats solely for us, while others say that it’s just a concept people like Shakespeare came up with to help society cope with the harsh reality of life. But, whether you believe in it or not, we all crave attention. The second we’re born, we need someone to look after us. From feeding us milk to bathing us, we all require attention and someone to care for us deeply. We might grow up and learn to perform basic tasks like brushing our teeth or going out into the world and paying our bills, but we’ll always need someone to talk to and understand us because that’s how we’re wired. We are wired to depend on others, no matter how independent we are, because there comes a time when loneliness creeps in and starts to suffocate us. Even people who believe in God need someone to navigate them back to God when the road gets rocky and faith slowly slips away. This might seem depressing to some of you, but that’s life. So, to answer the question, love is far from an illusion. Love is being there for someone when they can’t be there for themselves. Love is wanting someone to hold your hand and tell you everything will be okay. Love is arguing with someone instead of walking away because they mean the world to you. Love is feeling lost without being next to that one person. Love is hating someone until realizing that you’re just finding excuses to walk away from loving them. Love is life, and although it gets scary depending on someone and trusting someone to learn our flaws and see us in different lights, it’s real and raw and risky. There’s nothing more beautiful than finding lost happiness in someone else, and until the cycle of life magically changes, we’ll always depend on each other, leaving room for love to blossom.
