Weather and Love Are Unpredictable

Jonathan Morris Schwartz
4 min readApr 19, 2022

Bring an umbrella

Photo by guy stevens on Unsplash

Am I going to see you again? Don’t ask and I won’t tell

Let’s love each other just today. Let’s not worry about the next minute or hour or day or year or lifetime let’s share this moment and this moment alone.

May you and I feel comfortable together. May you and I have the patience, foresight, and gratefulness, to accept the limitations of our love. May we have the maturity and wisdom to know we won’t always feel good or content. May we accept the truth.

May we decide to develop a special love. A love that consists of mutual respect, admiration, affection, but most of all an acceptance of humanity and its limitations.

Love is an ass

May we understand that love is an ass. A totally unpredictable, sometimes fleeting, unfair, uncontrollable, beast. We get what it gives…and not one drop more.

One person’s deeply broken heart is another person’s pathway to freedom. And as painful as it is, if we don’t accept it, we will spend our lives wondering why someone who once loved us, no longer does. And the only thing worse than spending your life searching for an answer that doesn’t exist is obsessing on something you cannot control or change.

One person’s neurotic, manic, anxiety-ridden disposition is another person’s definition of a comfortable, serene, beautiful life.

There is no such thing as protecting your heart. You either love and cherish the moment you’re in, avoid love altogether, or accept you will occasionally be blindsided with a betrayal so painful you’ll think you’ve died and are burning in hell.

Some people can’t handle the uncertainty

You either keep swinging the bat, or you give up. But giving up means you have no chance of experiencing what makes life worth living, which is to share the sunset with someone who finds it equally romantic regardless of whether they will be there in the morning…or ever again.

Uncertainty sucks, particularly when you think your happiness depends on someone else loving you….it does not. Your happiness depends on you being able to enjoy your life………alone if you…

Jonathan Morris Schwartz

Jonathan Morris Schwartz is a speech language pathologist living in Ocala, Florida writing about love, politics, philosophy, and consciousness.