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Someone said I should have a blog. Should I?.. well, here it is... |
| Another Blog site had an Open Call for all bloggers to share their thoughts on love to all the universe. The call hit home for me this past week. The week has been trying for my heart, and it will be a difficult one to remember years from now. I have realized of late, that I have not truly known love yet in my life. Oh, I thought I did... I convinced myself that it was love, gave all I had to prove it, but it wasn't real. It was one dimensional, lopsided. Real love is more. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Na4aCn9rtAQ What Love means to me? Love means being forgiven before the words "I'm sorry" finish leaving your lips Love is holding hands in bed Love means feeling empty when she's not there Love is encouragement Love is a family meal, carefully prepared Love is a pile of folded laundry Love is a beautiful poem, written only for me. Love is a Sunday afternoon, sitting together, doing nothing. Love is a hug, just because you were standing there. Love is thinking she doesn't look that different from the way she did when you first met. Love is forgetting your own pleasure for her own. Love is the best kind of friendship the universe ever created I wish that one day, I will know Love. Is it okay to pray for love?.. that seems selfish.... Can you ask for love?... I'm all about the asking... I wish I knew what love is. Author tags: |