Love

Wed, 08/07/2013 - 19:44 -- fitzr

Love is such a beautiful thing, yet it causes so much pain.

There are different forms of love that each create a different feeling.

I love pasta, but at the same time my love for my family and friends doesn’t even compare.

Why couldn’t love be as easy as tasting something and loving it or not loving it right away?

Instead, going through painful times, picking people to love and trust, having that opportunity to get hurt. 

Loving someone in a romantic way is even harder.

Movies and books portray this perfect feeling of acknowledgment when the person you are meant to be with stands in front of you.

It’s never that easy.

But if you have faith and the willingness you will find that one. 

You may not know at first, but the pain they cause you in their absence will be enough to know how much you are truly in love.

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