I know there are probably a millon posts about love, but I get bored and ramble about stuff. :)
Love is one of the most complex emotions that could grace the human kind. There are so many versions of love. One can love unconditionally. There is love with conditions. There is a passionate love, deep love, love with boundaries, and love that’s free to roam. One can love a friend, a relative, a confidant, a lover. You can love someone you hate and hate someone you love. You can love an object, a theory, idea, place or time. The list goes on.
There are no rules to love and that’s what makes it hard. Nothing is concrete and all aspects of it are novel and abstract. It’s possible to look at someone you love with all your heart and soul and want to hurt them. Maybe it’s because they caused you pain or maybe it’s because you just love to harm. You can love someone with so much passion that you’re willing to do whatever you can to make that person happy.
Love is hard and some say it’s patient and kind, but really sometimes it isn’t. Sometimes the love moves so swiftly it knocks you off your feet. It surprises and ensnares and can truly consume someone. It isn’t always kind. It can hurt, burn, cause pain, heartbreak, and can cause fear when new or strong.
It is pretty much a game. It is a game with no rules, no winner or loser, no clear definition, no actual point except to feel that something with another person. That spark, flame, heat, or any other way of description tha tone can think of.
Love is love.