What is Love?

Many people would talk about love

As if

It was beautiful.

Something everyone should feel

At least once

In a lifetime.

But sometimes I think

They don’t understand.

Love is not a feeling.

It is a choice.

A roaring river

Constantly twisting and throwing

Tossing and turning our hearts

As if it's all just a cruel game.

Love is not easy.

It is not always beautiful.

It can be

Adventurous

Exhilarating

But it can also be

Dangerous

And hurtful.

Love is choosing to push through

The good

And the bad.

It is accepting your partner

Without a second thought.

Love is taking risks

It's knowing that you could possibly

Lose your heart

But taking the chance anyway.

Love is a delicate seed of a tree

As it waits patiently

To bloom, unleashing its undeniable beauty

But do you know what it takes?

To bloom into something beautiful?

This seed must be buried

Covered in darkness

Waiting, alone, for the perfect time to rise.

This tree must push itself out of the ground

It must battle against fierce winds

Pouring rain

Lightening

In order to finally

Be strong

And beautiful.

However

Isn’t there always that fear?

The fear of getting cut down?

Torn apart?

Used?

Don’t you see?

Love is like a tree.

We must battle through the hard times

Standing secure

Always

In our partners.

We become beautiful

Happy even

But there is always

That one lingering thought

Of being left

Alone

Our heart’s torn.

What is love?

That’s the big question isn’t it?

Love is not a feeling

Love is a choice

So choose wisely.