Love
When we are children we are taught to love our teachers, our family, our friends, but as we grow older those teachings cease to continue and we are left to figure it out for ourselves. But we will always remember that one thing we always loved as a child, whatever it may have been there was something that we once held dear. Eventually what we love will be taken from us in someway and when that happens, we now must grieve on our own too. The feeling of being alone can become something of a comfort, but eventually being alone will drive one mad. Without the feeling of love or comfort a human is simply not a human. Love is a part of us, our world, it’s something we all experience in some way or another. But with love comes responsibility, and the need to be patient, thoughtful, and kind. For if one holds onto love too tight it just might slip through their fingers and be lost forever. The power of love is something vast, something only few can full understand. That begs the question, what is love? What is love in its purest state? Is it happiness? Joy?
The answer is something for you to discover within yourself.
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