Love
What is love?
How many people ask this question? What are the answers we get? Love is work, love is worth it. Anyone would do anything in the name of love. But what is it really?
We are shown in movies, books and t.v. what love is perceived to be.
But that is what it seems to be to me, a perception.
We perceive what we want to see and yearn for it. The idea of love.
We do not see the struggles that go into it and think it is still love.
Is it possible it may just be lust exaggerated?
What happens when that lust goes away?
Why is it so hard to say you like someone than it is to say you love them?
When people feel they are in deep lust they say I love you, only to see how different they really are than what you perceived them to be.
Once lust is gone you are with someone you hope to be able to tolerate with.
Maybe it would be better to say I like you and tolerate you instead of I love you?
Who am I to know, I am still trying to figure it out.
Copyright © Danyell Mormino | Year Posted 2021
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