Love,

finds us in sometimes beautiful and cruel ways. Because it’s familiar, because it’s you, because it’s home. But not all love is equal or deserving; some need liberation or forgiveness and others nurturance. Love is and should not be filial. It is not a duty or a responsibility but a privilege. It’s logical to want to curate to whom we choose to love yet humans are illogical; we are exasperating, an enigma yet so predictable. We always go back to the familiar because it’s who we conflate as right, as safe, as us. But love isn’t determined; it is created within ourselves for ourselves to give and to take as freely and as openly as we desire. If only we listen.