I don't know, kinda found this piece of paper folded up in one of my books that had this written on it...maybe it's some kind of inspiration or speech thing. I honestly have no idea, but hey I wrote it so let's listen.
Love isn't looking at someone and thinking you want to spend the rest of your life with them. Sure that's a part of it, but if we are only judging our love by the way you see someone feeling, then we have been going about our lives in a blissful state of ignorance. Genuine love isn't simple; it does not consist entirely of the superficial things like marriage and promises and pieces of metal wrapped around one's finger. Because in reality all three of those things can be broken.
No, see love, love in it's truest, most pure, most raw form is when you see somebody hurting inside and you start to hurt too. They are hurting because of something in their mind, in their head. And you start to hurt because this person you love is feeling pain like no other and you can't do anything because this isn't a physical pain that can be healed with medicine or with stitches or with dopamine. This is the pain that roots itself into the very corners of your mind and grows and grows in hiding until someday a trigger hits. There is this seemingly unbearable pain behind their eyes and you can't do anything but start to hurt too, because you loved this person. It was your job to make sure they were happy. Your job is to make sure they didn't hurt ever again, yet here they are, right in front you but still you can't seem to reach them. All you can do is sit and try to channel all their pain not the tears flowing down your face.
Love is when you see someone hurting from something the naked eye can't see and them you start to hurt too.
And maybe the pain has nothing to do with you. It could be involved with an entirely different person, but you don't care. This person may not know that sometimes you can just feel their pain and you cry and you weep and you scream for someone to make it better. The most unselfish thing you can do, is hurt because someone you love is hurting too. That's what people don't prepare themselves for. They expect broken hearts and burning souls, but they never expect the pain. There isn't even a word for it, this pain. It's like helplessness and guilt and anger and pain, blinding pain all rolled into one. And people don't expect that.
Maybe it's because we have become so entirely focused on ourselves that we don't notice someone else's hurting, even if it belongs to the ones we hold close. If that is the case then we have a truly flawed society. Maybe we aren't prepared because we as humans have become so guarded that we no longer are able to love someone that much. If that is the case, then it would still be the cause of flawed society.
I'm not saying go around and tell your deepest secrets or your worst fears to strangers onto street, or fall in love with random people. I don't know exactly what I'm saying. I guess that if we want to have a place where there is minimal hate then we need to start by loving each other the right way. Don't throw phrases like 'always' 'forever' and 'i love you' around carelessly. And if we want to start loving each other the right two then we need to create environments where ether is minimal hate.
It is a very sad, very devastating loop we have put ourselves in ladies and gentleman, but the only way to end it, is to start it.
I hope this gave you something think about.
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