Love

Why is love so tricky? Why can’t we just have it all with no pain and regrets? Do we regret loving someone at all? Why does the simple and such a pure act of loving hurt so much? Why can't we have what we give in this process called love?

All these questions have explanations of a million pages but no one can hear it with their eyes dry. Love is a tale only the lovers can tell. Love is the beginning of the kind of suffering only the lovers can bear. A suffering too sweet to let go. How can one be happy when they are barely breathing? How can someone hide a storm underneath their skin? Is love that easy to bear or is it the strength one endures with this four lettered word that makes the struggle not easy but bearable? Why is their pleasure in the pain? Why is the longing involved? The questions are just endless. There were many before and there will come many more, who would describe love through their perception but one can describe this feeling of pain and pleasure only when they taste it themselves.

Love is an art where the artist paints with their blood until their veins run dry and are replaced with the redness of love. Love is the definition of caring and loving from a huge distance yet still feel their presence within themselves. Love is smelling the scent of your beloved when they are a thousand miles apart. Love is the reason a broken heart still beats. Love is the patience of an impatient human. Love is the running of the one with broken legs. Love is the cry of a sobbing heart and dry eyes. Love is the entrance into the oblivion. Love is the oil dropped over a burning heart. Love is the pealing when your skin is burnt. Love is the sweetness of a bitter truth. Love is the hot air of a summer noon. Love has the depth of an ocean. Love has the height flowing above the sky. Love is the reason this world still exists.

But is love always suppose to hurt? Can it never be brought easily? The answer is yes. Love has to be the most painful to be the most purest. Love symbolizes a flame burning the desires of its owner. A flame that catches every organ and every feeling on fire. The burning is necessary in love just like its necessary to purify gold. In order to purify love and gold , we must set them both on fire. The purification is necessary.

Love has to be difficult in order to test the lovers depth. If it's on the surface, the struggles will wash it off. yet, If it's from the depths of ones heart, the love will wash the struggles away. Love will test the lover with separation, the kind where the lover dies a thousand times every second. Love will test a lover with a sense of rejection from their beloved, in a way they never thought was possible. Love will take away every great thing left from the lovers life to break them completely. But, the breaking is not supposed to make the lover weak or done with their journey of life. What's it supposed to do is actually break into the lovers heart and making them see every little moment left on this earth the most precious one. It is necessary for the lover to surrender their life to be reborn into the best version of themselves. Indeed, the process is hard but if one could ask every lover that would they ever relive this journey of pain and loss? and I swear each and every one will do it as many times asked. It is not the pain they would want to relive but the feelings they cherished of their beloved.