There are a lot of things that we cannot define.
Love, Hurt, God.
Love is not that feeling of
excitement. That's excitement.
It is the happiness, the subtle happiness,
ever present, even when the excitement isn't there.
Subtle maybe, but there, and strong. Just not in your face.
Love is when you want the other
person to reach his true potential, in what he loves doing, and not just what
he can do, or should be doing.
Love is that feeling that
remains after all the early excitement and need for constant communication
wears off.
Love is feeling safe.
It’s not easy to love.
But we must all try our best.
Hurt is that sensation of
emptiness, right in the middle of your chest.
Not at the heart muscle, that's
probably a heart attack... but in the middle of your chest, like a hole.
Hurt is when you know you need
to hold yourself so tight so that your insides don't shatter.
Hurt is something we all have
to deal with personally. Others may support us, help make us comfortable,
but they can't deal with it for us. We must deal with it on our own.
God is,
God, oh GOD.
God is the presence you feel
God is the voice in your head
that says don’t proceed when danger is ahead
God is the regret you feel
God is hand over your mouth when your stop yourself from saying something awful
God is..
God, well, GOD is everything.
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