The bitter-sweet taste of love

Ok, I’ve got to face the truth: love hurts!

Still, just in the same proportion, happiness can be found in love too.

I don’t know about you, but I know about one thing: in the between of life and death, there’s only one middle – love.

Just stop for a minute. Look around you. Everything is love. There’s love in a simple gesture, there’s love for people, for things, for what you do. You name it.

The big question is: why people still run away from it so much?

It looks like we have other choices. But we don’t. Everyone, at any point in time, loved something – a dog, a sweatshirt, a sport, a job, a piece of music, a friend, a person. It doesn’t matter. I guess that the big secret here is that we all, creatures of this world built with emotions, were made to love. Cause if we weren’t, then it might as well called us machines…but then again, a machine can’t feel, right? That’s why they can’t beat us, no matter how sophisticate they might be. They will always be second best.

Look, I don’t know where about have you been – meaning, if you got hurt deeply by someone, or if you were born in a family where there was lack of love, or if you simply don’t believe in love. Either way, it’s fine! But that doesn’t mean that true love doesn’t exist, for it does, and it is available for you, for me, for us, anytime, anywhere.

The challenge here is having the courage to open up the stiff heart, the scared mind and the scattered soul and go look for it, embrace it or accept it.

I’m no different from you. We that love, we all have sad stories or scars that run deep from previous events, being a violent or absent family, unfaithful friends or even failed relationships or dreams. Either way, what happened in the past needs to stay, in the past, where it belongs.

But love is not just about relationships, and specially, not about the result. We need to learn about loving in an unconditional attitude, meaning, we simply love that someone because that someone amazes us. Because that someone is special. Because nothing compares to it. Because we will always care about, for a certain amount of time or forever. We just want that someone to be happy, so happy, that we are mature enough to understand that our presence is just not needed. We feel so much and so deep, that even if we can’t have that someone, we are still grateful for the fact we can simply love, and with that comes a possibility to learn something. Now that’s real love.

So, my love, thank you.

Thank you for letting me share my love, for letting me see you, feel you. Thank you for being part of my growing process and for all the lessons.

Now, fear not love. Fear for those who will die without even have the chance to experience it.