Love?
Love? Love is…incredibly difficult. I can write ten thousand words and paint a million pictures, but that could never capture what love really is. Love isn’t its own entity. It can’t exist just by itself. Love is a parasite. It can only live on in people, places, sounds, smells, and anything else you can imagine. The very essence of love cannot be contained in only four letters, yet we continue to downplay its power. Love isn’t only happiness and tranquility, romance and adventure. It’s fear. Love is anger, and frustration. It’s exhaustion, and passion and ecstasy. Love is like stepping … Continue reading Love?