Let Me Love You
“Much as you blame yourself,
You can’t be blamed for the way that you feel
Had no example of a love,
That was even remotely real
How can you understand
Something that you never had?
Ooh, baby, if you let me,
I can help you out with all of that
Girl, let me love you,
And I will love you,
Until you learn to love yourself”
“Let Me Love You” – Ne-Yo
Pop star Ne-Yo came out with this single several weeks ago and I actually took to it immediately. Being a musician, I have a love hate relationship with pop music, however, as of recent I have actually liked a lot of the tracks put out by the notoriously depthless genre. (Really, I like the syncopation by the synths, the offbeat patterns reminiscent of older gospel music, and the overall complexity in the orchestration). A few days ago, I decided to take some time and really break down what this song is talking about given that its first few lyrics are commonplace in today’s dating world.
Let me cut straight to the point, as I do have a really bad habit of meandering in these posts. One CANNOT “love someone until they learn to love themselves”. This type of thinking is nothing short of disastrous in the lives of those with genuinely altruistic intentions behind courting a man or woman. I was texting back and forth with a friend of mine today who has recently undergone an exceptionally hard breakup and she told me that she is finally beginning to find herself again, after almost 6 years of being lost in the throes of toxic love. She said that she finally started to realize that she was in fact beautiful and worthy of receiving the love of a great man. To this I responded a woman that does not know her worth is a liability to herself and those around her. This of course is true for both sexes, but it does take on differing implications in terms of societal gender roles. A woman who loses sight (or never had sight in the first place) of her worth will find herself mentally, emotionally, and spiritually in places that are toxic to her physical being. This of course will manifest literally as harm to her physical self. She will continually love men that are cancerous, seek the counsel of poisonous friends, and constantly be in drama. A woman with low self worth won’t understand that her sexuality is a gift from God, she won’t understand that her womb is a harbinger of life, she won’t understand that a good man will put her on his heart’s pedestal and cherish her until his time on this earth is through.
A woman with low self worth does not love herself.
As a man, it is not your job to create worth for her, it is your job to fortify and nurture that which is already inside of her. I have heard many stories of women who were insecure until they were loved by a good man and experience noticeable changes in their day to day life. Sometimes this is erroneously described as a man “loving her until she loved herself”, when in reality it was nothing more than him “loving her until she understood herself”. The love was already there. A person cannot come in and instill love where nothing existed before, that is a gift reserved only for God. This is why I say that a man’s role is to nurture and protect, not because women are helpless and weak, but because our strength is complementary to their psyche. We make them better and they make us better.
So, although I generally understand what Ne-Yo is saying, I wholeheartedly disagree with his importunity. What he is appealing to in this song is the heart of a broken woman, but what he is setting himself up for is a world of disaster. All in all he is saying, that by him loving her with no guile and no ulterior motives, that she will heal from whatever wounds have been inflicted on her by her past. Again, this is not a man’s duty, nor is he capable of healing a broken heart. What he can represent is a crutch, however, a woman must decide between herself and God to truly accept healing from the past. I have been there, done that. Dealt with women who were broken, who had daddy issues, baby daddy issues, trust issues, abandonment issues, and so on. As strong of a young man as I am, I was duly overwhelmed by the severity of this types of oppressions. They go beyond the realm of cognitive logic and root deep within the soil of emotional turmoil. So instead of seeing myself as THE lifesaver, I begin to see myself as a tool in which God could use me to ease overall pain. I know I’m arguing semantics, but truthfully the devil is in the details; if I had understood these kinds of things as a young man, I would’ve avoided a world of headaches dealing with women.
As I begin to bring this to a close, there is one more lyric that struck a strange chord within me, as it is something I have dealt with extensively. He says “how can you be blamed for the way that you feel, had no example of a love that was remotely real”?. This is something I have been combatting for 5 years to absolutely no avail. I had the rare pleasure of growing up under two people that actually loved each other. Of course they fought and had all kinds of misunderstandings, yet everyday I saw my dad kiss my mother on the forehead, chase her through the house trying to tickle her, and come home EVERYDAY. So I flourished in a two parent home that was built on 1) a love for God 2) a love for one another. I had a prime example of a love that was really real and I had no idea how others who didn’t have that perceived passion. Thus when I began dealing with women, my immaturity mixed badly with my need to replicate that connection and I was literally bombarding young ladies with things they didn’t understand. We had no common reference point, as many of them had experienced divorces, infidelity, trifling ass niggas, and all types of terrible realities. I could not “help them out with all of that” because quite frankly it took me many years to understand the other, darker side of dating.
My point is relationships that are based on one partner (male or female) trying to save or “teach” the other how love works rarely pan out. Chalk it up to human complexity or any of the other viable reasonings, but a man is not meant to construct a woman’s soul, that is a place made exclusive for God and the woman to do. When two people come together, they should be evenly yolked, in other words, they should be equal partners on the excursion known as love. Within that equality they will trade off in terms of proficiency in certain areas; the woman may be an expert communicator and the man is more emotionally consistent. However, what they don’t have are these massive fluctuations in experience or overall intimate outlooks. The only way for this type of connection to continue is if those two individuals are so uncontrollably, madly in love that they somehow immediately trust each other right off the bat or they kinda orbit around each other for a long period of time until they become comfortable enough to interlock.
I have walked away from several women whom I knew we had no emotional equality. I am a narcissistic, ego driven, yet good hearted man that works to conquer as much of the intangible and tangible world as he possibly can. I have about as high of self worth as a human being can, I cannot and will not be fulfilled in a relationship where a woman cannot match my exuberance of self. If she is not proud of who she is, she will find herself constantly eclipsed by my ever expanding ambition and need for self actualization. I will stress her out and she will stress me out. The irony is, I am so confident in my abilities as a man, that I BEG The Lord daily for a woman that I can laud. A woman that I will love more than I love myself in my still emerging condition? A woman that literally can tame me enough to where my needs and wants play second fiddle to this clearly heavenly creature? That is a position of excellence that must be occupied and understood immediately. She must understand my need for her and subsequently generate a need for me.
I will never have to ask the woman of my desires to “let me love her”, because our undeniable connection will speak volumes for herself.
bryce