January 15, 2009

Love has never been something as fickle as a passing feeling. If you truly love someone, you are driven to sacrifice for this person, sometimes at your own loss, still you wont care. Love can make you do many things which go against your instinctive emotions. Sometimes love must endure pain and hatred to complete itself. There is no object of jealousy, grief or blame. Love is not proud, it doesnt have any ego. Love is, at once, the ultimate realization and subsequent death of all emotions. It strives to achieve something higher.

We tell ourselves we are less than what we are in an effort to become satisfied with mere emotions. And we do fool ourselves, trading one emotion with another until we grow too tired of temporal satisfaction. Love is a conscious decision. One commits to it....Love can satisfy and is satisfied...

*** "I can't breathe when Im around him" - Come on,This isnt love. ITS ASTHMA!***