Sometimes when I am thinking about my simple life I feel as If a great force is taking over me. sometimes I feel torn or even tortured within myself and I can feel that my body and soul are constantly fighting for something. I believe that something to be my sanity.
Life is never easy. Sometimes we are faced with death of the closest love to our heart, or perhaps we are cursed with love towards another who does not seem to share the intimate power of the pull.
All I know, is that love exists and is all that matters. Without it, nothing matters. Love is the very thread that keeps us bound together. Anatomy can teach what it likes but the true molecules that keep our very skin and organs intact, is love.
Everyone is born with it. You cannot stop it. Some may hide it, others may abuse it. But love is unstoppable gift.
The only problem, is sometimes, when you love too much, it gets the best of you. And it tortures you. Tortures you to the very pulp. But what better thing to be tortured by than by love itself?
I wish that people would not forget the gift they had.
But what is love?
It is one of the most difficult traits to describe. Simple LOVE is caring, empathizing, forgiving, respecting, giving, charity, understanding, guarding, guiding, striving, dedicating, sacrificing, appriciating and so many more things. But of all, love is real. It is no santa clause or tooth fairy. It is no myth or fantasy. But it is a gift and a tool.
It is for you. To give and to receive. If you are never shown any in your lifetime, it is up to you to make sure that no one is left with the same misfortune as you. Although, I know for a fact, that if you never stop giving love and sharing it with others, you will never stop receiving it. Yes. There may be times when it is not given to you,
but
you will still never stop being given it back. <3