Tainted Love (with regards to Rush)

For me, the point at which Romantic Love becomes tainted is easy to identify: The first conversation you have about the long-term after you've realized that this is likely not the person with whom you want to spend the rest of your life.

Is that moment unique to me?

The first few months of a relationship are somewhat blissful -- you are in a mode of discovery. Everything is new. Everything is exciting. Anticipation is the most blissful part of life at this stage.

You think that there is "a ghost of a chance we can find someone to love......and make it last." And you begin to dream of the future.

At some point, with most relationships, you realize that this "making it last," in this case, isn't going to happen. The "cold fire" of failed love is starting to burn, and from that point on, the love is tainted.

Even if both parties agree that The Relationship is good for the moment, once one of you has decided it to be not forever, the love, such as it is, is tainted. It is ending, because it is lopsided, or soon will become lopsided, and it can no longer be true to itself.

I know "how complicated women are." Men are, too. And love is more so, as it mixes the complications. But that ghost of a chance? It trumps the common sense that would otherwise keep us from bothering to try again and risk the phosphorescent wave on a tropical sea.




(May I offer, in my defense, that I was, at a young and impressionable age, wooed with the best of Rush? Okay. I know. No defense. The Canadian rock group has, maybe, outlived its relevance. They still have some good songs in their middle period, though.) Oh, and spell-check is down, so excuse any typos.