This line has a specific meaning in the song… but do you know how I see it?
To me, reading “If you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you are with” I thought of bodies.
Back when I was big, I didn’t love my body. And I always thought “I’ll love it when it’s lost all the weight”. Imagine my SHOCK when I lost all the weight, and was told by my doctor to stop losing, and I didn’t love the body I had! I mean, what’s to love about this wrinkly, scarred, droopy thing, right?
But here’s my reality… I can’t be with the one I love. She’s long gone. The body I loved was back in my teen years, and had smooth skin, romantic curves, perky bewbs. (Oh, if only I’d loved her then, instead of being hypercritical at the time.)
So, I can’t be with the one I love… but I can love the one I’m with. This body that has sustained me for 41 years. That has carried two children. That has carried extra weight without buckling. That has carried my spirit and soul through all of life’s craziness, both good and bad.
Okay, it’s scarred, droopy and saggy… but it dresses up NICE! And it pleases my husband. And actually, it looks damn good for what it’s been through.