When we’re caught up in unsatisfied desire, we can write the story of our love and, for a time, control it. This is fundamentally a creative act, often full of pleasure at first. We can be self-centered in a way that’s impossible in mutual love. The situation is emotionally risky, because it’s all about yearning to be together—yet being together means facing reality, which will probably fall short of the self-centered fantasy. But does that mean the fantasy has no meaning or purpose?
