Love, After All

Love, after all, means different things to different people. For some, it's safety-a place to rest. For others, it's possession, a quiet hunger masked as care. It can be tender or consuming, a promise or a trap.

Sometimes, it's all of these things at once. And when two people become everything to each other, it's easy to forget where one ends and the other begins. Easy to mistake control for closeness, obsession for devotion. Easy to miss the signs-until it's too late to look away.