Have you ever loved someone so much it hurt?
How about so much that they are all you think about?
Or that first love when you couldn't eat or sleep? The love in the first time?
What about the last? Why are we told certain love is wrong? Who made these silly rules?
What destroys love is people. Society, government.
What if we are here to love more than one person? What if not every person is meant to marry or have a child. Why is it not acceptable to love someone different than you?
What if we are here simply to learn and to love and to die?
Love is universal. There is not a single human on this planet that is not seeking love. It could be the love of parent, a sibling, a spouse or a love they haven't met yet. So why do we so harshly judge the way people choose love? And is it really love we are searching for in someone else? Or is it acceptance we want or validation? Or is it the fear of being alone that drives us to love? Why are we afraid to be alone? What lurks in the dark?
I have so many questions!!! Why is love used against us? How many times must we fall in and out of love, to find its true meaning? How many times must we sacrifice ourselves in the name of love? How many heartbreaks does it take to find the love within?
What does real or true love look like? What does it feel like? Does anyone really know? Or do we die when we find it? How can four letters have so much power of a person?
I am beginning to think that Love is the most complex word in any language, making it the most powerful word of all humanity and I feel it all the time. Do you?
So why does it seem as if there is so little of it in the world? Is it because we spend so much time judging others for it when they find it? Being jealous and comparing others because they just might be experiencing something better than what I have? Why do we ruin it for others? When did we as a species become so cold and despondent that we must take something beautiful and turn it to something ugly?
Why is it so hard to love ourselves the way we love others or the way we expect others to love us? Love can be peace or war. What is love other than highs and lows? Love can bring us together or tear us apart.
Love is both light and darkness.
Love truly is the life and death of us all.
Until next time.
I'll just be over here living my Life inRhymes.
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