Love.
What is it?
Is it codependency?
On both sides:
If you love me, I’ll love you back.
A negotiation?
A solution to alone.
We hear:
Love is a verb.
Love is a choice.
Love is all you need.
Love is everywhere.
There’s romantic love versus the broader ‘love’
Versus self love
What is it?
Is it so basic it can’t be defined?
So broad, encompassing?
Or so elusive it can’t be pinned down?
Is it a shifting vapor,
A cozy blanket,
a sweet sense
floating like a halo
Is it found inside of joy
Or deep within the sorrow of loss
Or perceived loss
Or old loss?
Can someone give it to you for only a moment
Or does it stay if they leave?
Or what if they aren’t close by?
Does love matter across distance?
After a breakup?
After a death?
Does it shift then?
Or is love a constant note
A melody
We can choose to feel within ourselves?
A memory, alive and warm.
Alive, if we choose to feel it.
Glowing.
Breathing.
And in that way, are we creating it?
We create the love we need.
On-demand, always streaming in HD.
We create and therefore —
We are love.
What is your take on love? I only found out when I became a mother what true, unconditional love feels like — to give and receive. It’s wonderful. Yet I’m a skeptic about romantic love. Are you, too? Have you found a way to accept the love you have, and create and live your best life, without wanting? Waiting? Or is it just our human desire to want more? I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen nor even touched, but just felt in the heart.
Anne Sullivan
