Love is something that was meant to be given to everyone, but some people fell in the wrong path of life and diverted the path of love. So now we live with love everywhere. We can reach love, just some of us can't share it with others. You may love many times, but you only fall in love once. Which only comes to conclude that love is perfect, but the people who hold love aren't perfect.
Love is real love, Falling in love is real love too. But what marks the difference is that falling in love is only for the perfect someone, love is for the person who you may think may be that perfect someone. You can only fall in love with that one perfect person for you. But you can love others, whom may seem to be that perfect one, or whom you just care so deeply about that it is love.
Love isn't a circle, you grow stronger with love, you don't repeat your strengths and weaknesses, you grow stronger. Love is a line, a forever going line, that will make you stronger with every hurdle. You also, yes, experience loneliness and heartache, and despair. Love altogether is a line, one love may stop abruptly but love altogether is a line, because, love isn't for one person but for whom ever, and so the whole idea of love is a line, a never ending line. Not the people, but the feeling, the emotion.
Never is a life completely fulfilled, you don't end up with no love. If your love died, then he/she still loves you, wherever they are. If you never met that perfect someone, then wherever that perfect someone is he/she still loves you, married or single.
You can love a hope, a dream, a vision.... I sit here and yes I am in love with a vision. One day when I love person, deep in my heart I will still love the dream. I will keep loving the dream deep inside my heart, until one day, the dream is a true being. The dream is a true being, it is just up to me to find the true being. If you die and still don't have not had your dream become a true being, then it is yes still a dream, but then we all have dreams. Dreams that we will die with, it make no difference if you die with your dream. A dream is always more than a dream, it is a hope, a vision, a goal. If the goal is never reached, it is never reached, it lays in your heart, and soul, but still at least you had that goal. Love is love, nothing less, but everything more. By Tara, but coming soon my ideas about love :)
*I Love You Bo*
