Love.
Unconditional, brutal love.
Compassionate love.
Other worldly love.
A loyal love,
to a fault.
That understanding love.
That funny love.
That uncomfortably comfortable love.
That’s my love.

to love;
is to feel the tenderness, the vulnerability, the joy, the discomfort, the calmness, the concern, the connection, the insecurity, the desire, the power, the confidence, the pleasure, the presence.
to love is to let yourself feel. deeply.

to love;
is simply to be open in love.

Picture this;
A love so rare,
so raw,
at times flawed but magnificent.
One that inspires
and catches you off guard.
A love that creates wonder
and curiosity
Now picture this;
all this love,
is you.

Be selfish,
selflessly selfish.
Be selfish for others.
Remember that you too need water.
So, please tend to yourself.
This is how you water those around you,
this is how you love those around you,
this is how you connect to those around you.
Water your garden, so that you blossom for others.

Where calmness and chaos coexist.
This is when you know.

It is foreign and far too familiar.
You feel whole,
easy,
tender,
light.

Your mind, silent.
Your heart, deafening.
With one touch,
glance,
thought,
you are welcomed home.