love is beautiful. love is pure. love is enduring.
iām not sure if my standards for love are too high, but i worry i donāt mean it. iād change my character, overcome weaknesses for those i say it to, yet it never feels like enough. i want to embrace someone not only through touch, but through the warmth of my actions and presence.
love knows no bounds. i want to break every single wall a person can put up. still, i know there are limits to love. love is undefinedāit is not a singular, universal concept for every person. i fear i can never truly portray my love for another without everything crashing down, whether due to the walls weāve built to shield ourselves from the world or to passing circumstances.
maybe iām not concerned about my feelings for others. maybe the words āi love youā donāt quite serve me justice. still, from this new perspective, itās an affectionate, enkindling acknowledgement to give anotherāakin to kissing your loved one on the cheek each morning before leaving for work.
love: a word that can be used for anyone, whether platonically or romantically. we really should say these words shamelessly to those around us every day. itās a marvel to think over what true love means to you and how it can vary from person to person. i think this is what makes it beautiful.
your idea of love will fit into anotherās idea of love. i hope everyone who reads this is lucky enough to find that person they mesh together with.^^