Too Much Love Will Kill You
I guess I need to lay a new meaning towards one of Queen's legendary pieces:
Too Much Love will Kill You.
Too Much Love will Kill You.
Until a moment ago, I understood it as a song about the torture one would certainly experience when committing an affair. In bahasa we have a saying about it: bermain api (playing with fire). Playing with fire is undeniably exciting. It makes you feel powerful. But as it dances with your lust and ego, it will quickly ended up being out of control. Wildfire do nothing but burn everything down to ashes, the villain and the victim commensurately. Good deed, for men and women has always been defined as faithfulness to one lover. Too much love will kill you (and everyone you love, Freddy might continue).
Yesterday, I watched The Bridges of Maddison County. Coincidently, it was also a film about disloyalty. In a way, this defends, if not romanticizes, adultery. It served the point of view of a middle aged housewife who has been displaced from her life for years in a rural household in Iowa. In between mundane routines that she knew would still be going on for years after, a passerby offers a reconnection to the world outside her stifling household, yet to herself deep inside, perhaps the version that she thought she had lost, when she was neither a mother nor a wife. In the name of dignity, she let the charming passerby go. The few bewitching days with the passerby initially felt like a sin. But as the time goes by, as the family life and the houswife's devotion goes on, the regret dissolve. For the housewife, it became a beautiful tale braided from her bravery, her dignity, and all kinds of happiness the world relentlessly offer, sometimes in a most unpredictable way. Her only regret until her death is to never be able to share the story with her closest person. Enchanting as it might be, it is still a disloyalty, an adultery. Luckily, the housewife follows Queen's very advice to stay with your initial lover.
Up to this point, we were just still talking about the initial meaning of "too much love will kill you". My new understanding is that love equal attachment, so much love is much foreseeable detachments. While it might feel good to have much love radiated towards you, many pillars to lean on, and many hands to reach on, it also means many losses because none of these helping hands and reliable pillars is everlasting.
Either way, Queen is right.
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