Loving someone who doesn't love you back, is a case of feeling too much, with the knowledge that it's too much, and often not enough willpower to change that or stop it. Being loved, is the knowledge and comfort of being loved, however, in not being able to show love, would you even be able to appreciate that? Surely, part of what makes us feel loved in the first place is the ability to love ourselves?
Also, from talking to friends who've been in the position of someone loving them that they don't love back, it doesn't necessarily sound like a fun position to be in, especially if you do care about the person in some capacity. It can be awkward and uncomfortable, and cause you to feel guilty for not liking them in a non platonic way which really isn't your fault. As long as you treat them with kindness and respect, and show that you care about them, other than that- you have no duty to them.
I think the biggest thing for me with this simple little question, was the thought of not being able to love. True love isn't something that I've found yet, and at times I do question whether it exists. I don't know if it does, or at least not in the capacity that the world thinks. I saw a tumblr post not that long ago which said that "Your soulmate is not the one who makes you feel happiest, it's the one who makes you feel the most" and I actually felt rather uncomfortable about that concept. I can tell you in a heartbeat who the person is who makes me feel most, and I can also tell you in a heartbeat that I love them and will most likely do for the rest of my life, and I don't take those words lightly. However, I don't think they're my soulmate. I don't think I believe in soulmates, because I think that love is formed on mutual trust and respect and a hell of a lot of work, rather than some supernatural connection.
Either way, I think that being able to feel love is inexplicably connected with what it is to be human. The thought of not being able to love, even if I did get to be loved still, terrifies me. Love can really hurt sometimes, especially if not returned, but I don't think I'd ever want to give it up. If love is what I said before, which is a lot of hard work, then we need to be willing to put the work in, rather than laying back and waiting for it to rush towards us.
Admittedly, it's rather late right now, and these thoughts are all just spilling out onto my computer in a way that I will probably later realise is actually incoherent. I think I've found my answer to the question though.
And that answer would have to be the first option. I would rather love and be able to wear my heart on my sleeve and actually feel and experience, rather than just sit back and enjoy love without working for it. Feeling loved is nice, but surely to fully understand and appreciate that we are loved, we must first feel that we know how to love.
Of course, I'm just tired, and clueless, and a cynical romantic,
so signing off until the next time,