Love
Such a beautiful word.
But it can also be
Destructive,
Deceitful,
Uncontrollable,
Unpredictable,
And scary...
So simple yet, so complex...
I speak bout love so much
So recently I was asked what love means to me...

So Love, to me, means:

Never feeling alone. When you are with them, or when you are apart...

You want to know everything and anything about them. You want to hear their stories and their deepest darkest secrets, and keep them for only you and them to share...

Nothing that pops into your head is not heard by them. They understand. They know you And even if they don't completely understand, it's okay. You know that everything is safe with them. You can confide in them..

To you, they feel like home, your safe place, and an adventure all in one.

You never want them to feel alone or scared, or sad. You wish they could always feel loved..

You want them to always be happy. Whether they're with you, or even with someone else..
Always putting God before each other..
To see them smile.
To watch them feel whole...

That is what love means to me....