What do I think love is? Is it really all just a feeling? Or a desire? Is it that burn in your stomach, or that ache in your chest? Honestly, love can come in many ways, so perhaps what I'm trying to define is the intimate love. The type of love that we will all eventually search for.
Is love addition? No, not that. 1 + 1 is 2, and a man + a woman is 2. But perhaps love isn't just addition, because then would we be less without that special love? Not less, because my family loves me, as do my friends, and that's too many 1's to count! Love is... multiplication. 1 x 1 is 1. Together, 1. One. Whole. No more or less. It's love.
In a way, everything sort of all points back to love. The abundance of it, or the lack of it. My friend, as a child, was mentally abused my her father, and now she can't really love a boy. But that nurturing role her mother played helped, she's nice, my friend is. But she can't love a boy. She can't love her father. I suppose that means she should love a girl, who's to say she should lack that intimate love we all eventually seek and hope to find? But she can't love a boy, so can she really love a girl? I don't know. What does she think love is?
What do I think love is?
A kiss?
A seal?
A need?
A promise?
A presence?
A future?
Maybe, just maybe, love isn't just that intimate love. Maybe love is what I have with my friends, my best friend, my brother, my father and mother. Maybe love is breathing, caring, creating, sharing. Is it the absence of hate? Or sorrow? No, because I can be sad for someone I love, and how could I hate someone without loving them first?
I dunno.
What do I think love is?
I like to call this barf on a page. Basically a bunch of jumbled thoughts... haha, good luck making sense of it! XD
Anyway, love's sacred, so how can anyone even begin to define it?
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