Love

I have been thinking about it, but I am having such a hard time find words to describe my thoughts about it.  I am not talking about some romantic or marriage kind of love – although it fits.  I’m thinking about about how it makes us do all kinds of things.  You’ve heard people say that it makes us blind or that it makes time just stand still or fly by.

I have random thoughts about how you can only love if you love yourself or maybe you can only love if someone first loves you.

I don’t know.

Love can give you identity.  Love can take an identity away from you.  Love is just a crazy, awesome thing.  It doesn’t matter if I can’t articulate my thoughts.  I know what it feels like, and somehow, that’s kinda all that matters.

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