Love....


Love is a strange emotion. It comes in different capacities. It can confuse the most mature mind. It's been a long time since I've been in love. However, I have had the opportunity to love a great deal of people. To say I understand Love, would not be true. But I think I have a respect for it. I don't know how to love or why I love, I just do. It's hard to describe. So when you say you love me, how do you love me? Or why? Inquiring minds want to know. I have love for a lot of my friends. A love that is deep and loyal. But is it the undying love of Romeo and Juliet? Or is it the unconditional love I have for my son? No... I don't love anyone but my son like that. Do I have a genuine since of concern? Yes... Do I have compassion and passion for people? Yes... That's the extent of love that I can carry. I cannot say I love one person and one person only. I love different people for different reasons. One maybe for their talent, while another is for their heart. Maybe one is for their smile and the way they approach life while another is the way they look at me and hold me. Love comes in many shapes and forms. So before you say you love me, tell me how and why you love me?