LOVE
Love is a simple word. Easy to spell. Difficult to define. Hard to live without.
Where life exists, love is supposed to exist.
Love is supposed to be never-ending.
Love is unconditional, supposedly.
Love is hard to understand.
Still, love is amazing.
Love is a MOVEMENT it sparks REVOLUTIONS.
If you don't understand that, maybe love is over your head.
Love can be one-sided. Unequally reciprocated.
Love is not a free gift.
Love is earned.
Love is taken for granted.
Love is given away.
Love is tossed up. Turned out.
Love is misconstrued. Misinterpreted. Mistaken.
Love is often mistaken for lust,
and nobody wants to take responsibility for that
miscommunication.
EYES. WIDE. SHUT.
Love is that accidental slap in the face.
Or that impromptu transgression.
"I don't know how it happened, babe."
Love apologizes profusely and says,
"Baby I'm sorry. I'll never do it again."
But, love does it again, and love makes you forget.
Love forgives, almost to a fault.
Yet, love is amazing.
All we need to is love to get by!
Love makes those sweet and sincere promises.
Then love disappoints.
So, love hangs on waiting for change.
Then love is regretted, and love sheds tears that flow like raging rivers.
But, love is still amazing.
Love makes you call incessantly, and when love doesn't answer --
love makes you get in your car to drive by to see if love is home.
Or, to see who is at love's house.
Love make you see SIGNS that are not there.
Love makes accusations that are unfounded.
Love contributes to a vivid imagination because love sometimes makes you
CRAZY.
"Am I crazy?"
Love makes you second guess yourself.
Love can make you a stranger to your own self.
Still, love is amazing.
Love strips your sight and forces you to feel.
Feel with no knowledge of what is to come.
Love is naked.
Bare.
Love is vulnerable.
Love is lonely.
Love is silence.
quiet.
Love is silence.
Love comes with time. Love takes time. Love is time.
Love is not perfection. Love is seeing their flaws, and loving them even more.
Love is his heavenly presence. A silhouette of his greatness.
Love is reserved for my KING.
True love...when I find my KING.
Love is him being my first thought at sunrise and my last thought at sunset.
Love is glorious.
Love is him finding his way to my heart without me having to give him the specific
latitude and longitude
coordinates.
Love is often misguided.
But, love is still amazing.
Love is selfless. Love is self-serving.
Love is what keeps the heart pumping.
Love makes the world go round.
Supposedly, because love is amazing.
Love applauds you.
Love accepts you.
Love. Does. Not. Judge.
Loves know that you are worthy.
Loves is patience.
Love is honesty.
Love is trust.
Love is commitment.
Love is respect.
Love is always open. Love never closes.
Love is not for the weak-minded.
Love is not malicious.
Love is unexplainable. It is inexplicable.
Love makes you realize who matters. Who never mattered, and who always will matter.
Love is a action word. Love is not dormant. Love is not passive.
Love should be easy, but it is not.
Love is WORK.
Love is amazing.
Love. Is. Real
Love is you. Love is me.
Love is them. Love is we.
Love is us.
Love is a simple word. It is easy to spell. Difficult to define. Hard to live without.
Love is amazing.
But.
Love is
for me
right now....
Over-rated.
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