Writing Prompts For The Strange

What Love Means To Me?

Love it such a strong word that can mean so many different things to so many different people. Love to one person can be something so drastically different that they would think the other is crazy. But it's just what love means to that person and there's nothing wrong with that. I would define love as a person being entranced by something or someone, but not to the point that they would stalk them. That is not love that is an obsession. I think love is when just by seeing the thing you love makes your insides tingle and a smile to grace your lips without you even knowing what your doing. You unconsciously always become brighter; your mood lifts, and their is a light, airy feeling about you so when someone looks at you and they can say, "yup that person is in love". Everything about you just screams that if you were to drop dead now and the last thing you see is the thing you love the most you would be fine, okay, content with it. But I don't think love is were when you don't see the thing you love 24/7 your mood turns sour and you lash out at everyone. Love is being able to be apart from what you love and still be happy its just that the thing you love just makes your happiness 10 times brighter. Your able to live with and continue your life even if the thing you love isn't always with in eye sight, or within your grasp. Being able to accept that you can't have your life revolve around it like its a God or something, that you don't cling on like a leech draining you of a life and the thing you love also. That's what I think defines love, being able to live with not being with it all the time, but never losing the same tingle and spark you had the first time you laid eyes on it.
    Now what does love mean to me? The meaning of love to me is quite simple really. Love is when the people you trust most don't betray you. Love to me is when I'm lying on my deathbed and have family smiling at me with tears saying they'll miss me and will always love me. Love is just being able to even just read something about the thing you love the most and a grin to break out on my face. For me to squeal like a dying philosoraptor. To laugh like I'm the happiest person in the world. To be able to rant with someone and never get bored with them is love to me. I love being able to speak with someone that related and be just as weird as me. I love it when I'm being myself and not getting judging looks from people that don't even know me, or when my friends and family comment how pretty I am or how they love me and my wacky personality. Love to me is just being accepted for who I am and who I'm always going to be, with them not wanting to change a thing. I want to be in love with someone and them not just being 'loved' by someone.
    Loving someone and being loved by someone... Loving someone is like eating food, one minute it's appealing to the eyes and when your no longer satisfied with the taste or its all gone you toss it and look for something knew to eat. Loving someone is not loving them for them its loving them for their body or status and nothing more. You don't respect or appreciate them. But being in love with some on the other hand is like the ocean it never disappears though it may ripple, become less or more over time it always straightens out and rights what's wrong with in itself. Being in love is loving them for their personality and their body. Loving them for their past weather it be good or bad. Not tossing them a side when you get bored, but trying to fix where it started to go wrong, to resolve the problem. Being in love is worth fighting for the thing you love and not just letting it slip through your fingers like running water dripping down the drain until none is left. That's what being in love with someone and loving someone means to me, but who am I to tell you what's right or wrong that's for you to decide.