What Love Has Done For Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 08, 2018

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  Let me just think back on all that love has brought me...

All those crucial and cruel and precious things that love has taught me...

  First, I remember clear, I learned that love is not always a two-way thing...

One can love another, and yet that other may never have even the slightest inkling.

  I learned that it chooses you.. that you can't 'decide' to love or deny it it's way...

I learned that love is unconditional, that it doesn't fade after something they do or something they say.

  And, yes, it's forgiving and accepting, it's true..

Tho it's blind... and oblivious, too.

  It is a deep feeling, a soul touching emotion that goes all the way to the core...

It defies logic and reason... rational thought is not capable.. not anymore...

  It's behind the stupid things we do, the ridiculous things we say and all those games that are played...

It breeds jealousy, resentment and rage.. plus, it's stubborn and refuses to be swayed...

 It's often used as a weapon, a leash, an excuse, a toy, a trigger and so many more..

And, if it is refused or ignored, it can become a festering bitter sore...

  It cannot be asked for or required or controlled, nor can it be lived on... nor sold...

It surrounds and abounds around you when you're young and becomes more resistant, less persistant and distant as  you grow old.

  It does NOT promise happiness, comfort or hope... It does not mean 'this'.. nor does it mean 'that'...

And though love may have been found.. the future is not therefore written or been chosen or anything so pat..

  Love can also turn ugly if it grows cold, because it does and can fade.. just depends on how strong and how long..

It can leave behind scars or even gaping holes that fill themselves with things evil and wrong..

  Love has shown me a beautiful path of inexplicable wonder and unsurpassed and spectacular moments..

It has left me there, alone at the end of that road.. desperatly seeking a non-existent means to make atonements..

  I have seen it in squalor... in piety... amidst devastation.. in the midst of fame. It effects them all the same.

There is no out-smarting, no dodging, no blocking, no hiding, no way to 'beat the game'....

  It does not explain itself, will never ask permission and it isn't always kind...

It will constantly change the rules... will follow no patterns.. and it posesses no 'mind'....

  So.. beware, take care, and be prepared... this is going to hurt.. more than 'just a little'...

Be careful what you wish for... it hides it's answers in the most complex riddle..

  When you feel it.. just breathe it... and keep it.. just acknowledge it's there...

It is a personal, solitary experience that, by nature, you are unable to share...

  The words can be spoken, can be said over and over again til you're face turns blue...

Saying that you 'love' is like saying you 'canoe', yet... only when you're in the river is it really true..

  Don't take love for granted, it will find you and it will get you back... everytime...

To choose to confuse, abuse or misuse love is an ultimate crime...

... and yet it happens all the time.....

jun 23 '10


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