what is love?
i have asked myself this question far more than the days i have had on earth.
google it and you will find an abundance of definitions. they just don't satisfy me.
what is love, really?
some say, it is life itself. others say it is a feeling deep inside. it's indescribable. it drives people crazy yet they still crave its delicate touch.
it's a force of nature. it cannot be controlled nor consoled. it can't be tamed.
as Paulo Coelho said, "Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused."
what is love?
i think that is the closest definition of love that i can understand. the definition is more personal than official.
the love i give is different from what you offer. and how each of us expresses it and receives it.
but,
what is love?
it's beautiful and tragic. it's untouchable and still comforts. it's soulful and soulless. it's an angel in the dark wanting to rip you apart. it's love.
love is unreal reality.
