Friday, July 2, 2010
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. (William Shakespeare.)
What is love?
It is one of the most difficult questions of mankind. But no one can give the proper definition of love.
To some Love is friendship set on fire for others Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it. No matter how you define it or feel it, love is hard and at most time unexplainable but hey i will give it a shot aleast to my opinion.
Love is patient, love is kind. It has no envy / jealousy, nor it boasts itself and it is never proud.
Love protects; preserves and hopes for the positive aspect of life.
It enhances the relationship and comforts the soul.
Love should be experienced and not just felt.
The depth of love can not be measured.
Look at the relationship between a mother and a child.
The mother loves the child unconditionally and it can not be measured at all.
Love can't be created nor duplicated it's unique in its many forms.
LOVE IS A CHOICE.
LOVE IS OPENING YOURSELF TO OTHERS.
LOVE IS HONEST AND TRUE.
I feel like love just isn't enough nowadays, nor is it what it used to be.
Love used to be rare enough that it was sought after with the understanding of sacrifice, as opposed to what it is now, a long shot gamble with no money down, no collateral and no interest.
As with anything that has become commercialized, it has been polluted to the point of beyond recognition. Few can really verbalize what Love IS, but there are many things that Love is NOT.
Love isn't an addition of life + love or you + me. Love isn't an afternoon delight, fancy, a stand-in, rebound or a quickly.
Love was never ment to be about self-interest.
It was never about latching to someone for money, survival, assistance or a child.
Love is not about the feeling of security derived from being loved by someone else nor the fulfillment of the desire to be wanted.
Love isn't sex, attraction or the rush of euphoria from fantasy.
Love was never about finding a complement to your self.
It isn't the feeling of being understood to avert the aches of loneliness.
It isn't personal growth or sharing experiences.
It isn't about finding an equal intelligence, mental infatuation, nor sharing ideas.
Love is not the equivalent of its symptoms. Simply, it is a source of Beauty seen in glimpses of memorable experience.
LOVE IS JUST LOVE.