love is such a strange emotion that’s easily misinterpretated, where people think they have love but it’s only lust or confuse sex and the closeness of it as love. love is an intricate and delicate thing, many emotions are locked up in that word and when shaken it can erupt into contempt and hate. i was an abuser of love, on a quest to find someone or something that felt like it. i failed many times until i stopped looking, and then God dropped me in the lap of my love. and even after finding it i still abused it because i didn’t fully understand what true love entailed. no one tells you how hard it is, or about the arguments and sleepless nights. no one talks about the conflicts of interest and personality. no one cares to discuss the raw pain of lies and secrecy….all these are part of love. we usually only see the smiles and happy endings but to get there some tears will be shead and emotions are tested. love can be the greatest joy and the hardest hurt. cherish it when you find it ,learn from mistakes, and always stay together.
