Love.

   As we live this life, we are faced with many trials and tribulations that may become unbearable to deal with. The truth of the matter is we live this life gaining experience to coexist with one another on a daily basis. No matter how 'in the depths of solitude' we proclaim to be, or want to be for that matter, we all would rather be happy with true friends, family that adore us and a significant other that loves everything about us. Unfortunately, life isn't as sweet and gentile like the movies. Life isn't as magical as we desire, and doesn't end happily ever after like we would long for.. its real. It is gritty. And from time to time painful.
   Life will bring moments in which tears will fall during the most loneliest hour. Be it from a death in a family, a personal failure, or the worst I believe to bring the most tears-heartbreak. New love is so beautiful. It is so free and inspiring. At first, we live life to our personal agenda; going out to clubs, mingling with friends, and flirting, all in the spirit of good natured fun. But after the party scene is over and reality becomes an irritating repeating record, one longs for a companion. Once such love is found and all guards are put away, heartbreak is the last thing on our minds.

   I've found that true love tastes the sweetest when it's unexpected. But Destiny has its mighty way of teaching lessons to people. The passion arrow of Eros strikes us when independence is a proudly worn necklace. When we've become relaxed and accepting of the free lifestyle to drink, smoke, and party our weekend away just to do it all again the following week, we bump into an angel. Unaware of the love that would pour out of us.. unbeknownst to the power such individual would purge from us in the coming weeks, love becomes the silver lining of reality.
    Love. It is the most precious, powerful, annoying, most unconditional cup of life to ever drink from! This is true to the power of Jesus hanging, bleeding, and dying for a generation to come. One of the many peaceful men on Earth died as an example of how to live in a world full of hate and evil to died for no reason. He held the power to kill the men who whipped and cursed to His face, but he dealt with what he needed to do..

    We all want love. We all need love. A wise man said "love is as hard as we make it and love is sacred because you have to sacrifice." Often times as we become dependent upon those we love, the idea of its demise never crosses our mind. There is power between two complete strangers who decides to be patient, and open their heart for each other. True love does indeed exist, and I believe that it will be the only thing to survive among the frivolous things that become tainted over time. Love is real. Love is true. I commend all who have gave in to the pressures of love in exchange for a mended soul. The two-way street that love travels across is an emotional vehicle itself. Sometimes it speeds in the fast lane, dodging other cars in a fearless rage to win a heart of gold. Other times Love cruises, listening  to Sade's "Soldier of Love" allowing the world to see its beauty. And frankly, my love was in chill mode before I met him.
  She was independent and traveling city to city, as far and as adventurous the gas would allow. And once the destination was found, she lived. Almost carefree. She had already experienced a portion of love that revealed lies, cheat and ultimately tears, so loving again wouldn't happen any time soon.
  But that damn Cupid. During this time I was searching for a community of individuals that loved self expression. Somewhere I belonged and could comfortably be me. I found it, at Write-On the Poetry Spot.

  I love, love. I vow to be a walking talking flower vessel of love emanating such trues everywhere I go because it exist! I'm learning to live among the many levels love has in its threshold. I'm learning to levitate over the various emotions love has to offer, and stay true to myself. Self love has to be evident, apparent, visually existing before anyone can match that power. Real recognizes real be it romantically or plutonic. Never let anyone tell you love doesn't exist. That person is blinded from their pain. Don't leave this world without feeling the lovely pressures of love, or reminding someone of its power. I promise you its real.

Dear Love,
    I'm so in Love with You.