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Love


Love Such a simple word Four letters One syllable Yet it is the strongest word in the English language Sure it gets tossed around Messed with Taken for granted And even abused But its meaning and value still hold true across the board And I don’t mean love in the sense that it’s interchangeable with “like” I don’t mean it in the sense of “I love pizza” (Now don’t get me wrong, pizza is freaking delicious) I don’t think the word “love” and “like” are synonymous Because when you like something More often than not it is spontaneous, It is impulsive, Typically effected by mood and situation And generally not a lasting sensation Love on the other hand… Now that word has depth And in all reality it should be a little scary, Intimidating. Because love has weight to it. It implies commitment that lasts longer than a week, Love overlooks the feelings of the moment, Takes in a panoramic view of past, present, and future… Love It is one of, if not the, top music genres that range from 60’s classics to more modern beats It is the one emotion that has a dedicated holiday It has a mascot It is the most pinned, tweeted, and shared topic within social networks Love brings the chance of new life While other have sacrificed themselves out of love This is where the abuse, Neglect, And a very real misunderstanding of the word comes in. People have a tendency to say love when they really mean like Whether for wanton gain Or callous disregard People say it and don’t mean it Don’t have the intent that the word truly implies For example, you don’t just like your child, spouse, or siblings You love them Even if you don’t like it You will forever be a part of their existence For better or worse you have touched their lives, Impacted them and shaped them, in part, into who they are today Some say that love blinds I say right back, no, love does not blind. Lust blinds Greed blinds Hate blinds But love… Love can rise above all of those, Break through the dark clouds of grudges, heart ache, guilt Love… Allows for forgiveness Can heal old wounds, ignored to the point of festering Love… Can hold a family together through the darkest of nights and the strongest of storms Love… Overlooks the flaws Breaks down the barriers that separate Love… Can bring two people together to the point that only death could separate (and even then, who knows how long that will last) Love… Love is an amazing, wonderful, and down-right scary thing… Love… Love is what I have for you Love is the one resource I can always offer you When all else is spent When I have long lost the ability to move or speak When I prepare to breathe my last breath on this earth Even then, I will have love to offer you Love… In every sense and meaning of the word, I love you…
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