It's ironic, how I can love someone. Truly, wholeheartedly, with every fiber of my being. And the second I say it, the second I put it out there, it becomes a little less true, every time. I keep to myself, namely because, I'm afraid. Afraid that I can love someone, and mean it. I'm a great lover, but a horrible boyfriend. When I tried to think of a reason for why this is so, I came to the idea that the way I love, is unexpected. No one really sees it coming. No one really know where it goes. Not even me. When I'm in the role of boyfriend, a certain expectation is held. One that's plagued many. The expectation, that said lover, will love you. I figured this to be true, because that's exactly what I expect from someone that I love, that they'll love me back. I think the secret to truly experiencing love, is to remove that expectation. Just love. Love, love, love, with all your heart (or at least a sizeable portion :]), then that unexpected something, happens. People pick up on your vibes. No words have to be said. And the viral outbreak, that is love happens. Unexpected things happen when you love yourself. You've forgiven yourself, enough to let others forgive you, and show you their mercy. And to freely give that, without expectation, that's what it means to love. The way I worded it, probably made it sound a bit complex, but it really isn't. The whole thing can be summed up, in the quote I had in my last post. (It actually turned to a stray thought, which eventually led to what you're reading right now)
Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “you owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky. ~Hafiz of Shiraz
Be that beacon of light. Be love. Love. That's it. People will love you, and if they don't, that's ok too, because you love them, and if you don't, that's ok too, because I'll love them for you :)
love it. :]
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