Love can make a person crazy. One moment we can be flying high as a kite in bliss-filled folly, and the next, be stuck knee-deep in the fast forming muck of dolor. Mostly makes me wonder, is there ever an end? Even though I already suspect I know the answer, I’ve still never figured out how to live with the tragedies of love. I just continue to remain tangled up in all the delights and despairs, entertaining the knock of love whenever it happens to find me. Seems like I would’ve learned my lesson by now, but I guess that just shows the true value of love. It’s worth more than any cost we could ever bear. So we open our arms to it, time and time again, hoping that someday happiness will come along instead of dismay.
There are so many facets of love Is there any way to fully understand them all? Unfortunately, love doesn’t come in a one size fits all sort of box It doesn’t come wrapped in perfection and realistic expectations Love is often messy and not very well thought out at all It’s an emotion that often takes us by complete surprise And there never seems to be an explanation for how it starts The line between love and hate seems to be easily bridged We see this when we dislike someone one day and love them the next And the funny thing is, we don’t get to choose who we’re going to love In fact, it seems that love chooses us; it always has and always will We are helpless to resist the power of love even though we often try And running away from love seems to be the worst thing we can do Love will always find us, no matter where we try to hide Go ahead and try it if you don’t believe this to be the truth Just accept the fact that love will never make sense and it doesn’t need to The only thing you need to worry about now Is how you’re going to begin to let love in.