In my own words

Love,

A feeling. A action. A emotion.

A good question is what do you do with love once you have it. Do you notice it? Do you have the patience for it. Do you have the time to recognize love doesn’t have a specific definition. So here is where I’ll start.

Love is an enteral feeling one struggles to comes to terms with. Especially if you’re lost in this world. Love for me was her. Love for me was a person and I put that definition to a name a face. With that I put a house and with that kids. You see with love I started to make a path way to my future. That was what Love was starting to become to me.

My future, my love had many problems... she had health issues and I made sure I was there for love every step of the way. I made sure love felt wanted. I made sure love felt safe I made sure love felt at home even if home was my arms and my heart. I made sure love ate. I made sure love grew. I made sure I gave love every single bit of me. I was engulfed by love. Till love sometimes let’s you go. Then love changes to loneliness and comes other feelings, but that is a story for a different time. But love is great.

Maybe I’m crazy but, Love is connected to many feelings. It’s a universal combo emotion. Love, the feeling/ emotion has an Insecurity, that doesn’t show you in small print. Love is afraid when it comes to happiness, it is afraid to run out of love. Love has fears, and you must see to it if you are going to take that risk and that jump to fate. You must see if your willing to hold on for the ride... or let go. —Terraburnettt