What Does Love Mean to You?

Another weekly blog challenge I came across asked what love meant to me…What does love mean to you? Everyone has their own opinion of what love really is…others simply don’t even believe in it at all. I’ll tell you what love means to me…love is fucking crazy…it’s not rainbows, butterflies, hopping and skipping together in pure bliss. I mean, don’t get me wrong, there are those days too. Love is sticking around even when shit is going wrong…when someone hurts you to the core where you wish they felt the same pain in their heart that was eating you alive. The butterflies that fly around in your tummy when it’s all fresh and new turn into worms eating at your flesh till you’re in extreme agony when the person that you love hurts you. And though you ache, you still love this person and want to be with them. Love makes you feel like you are invincible, like some super hero that can save the world and can also make you feel like the world is going to end. I can go on and on about what love means to me…but if I had to choose one thing, it be forgiveness. Love is about forgiving the person that broke your heart; realizing that no matter what, they are still there wanting to be with you even if they made a mistake and most of all proving that it will never happen again. Love has shown me how much of a demon I can become when I’m hurt and how much my heart has grown through all the healing. Enough with the random love talk. Time to dream…Good night.

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