Love? Love is…incredibly difficult. I can write ten thousand words and paint a million pictures, but that could never capture what love really is. Love isn’t its own entity. It can’t exist just by itself. Love is a parasite. It can only live on in people, places, sounds, smells, and anything else you can imagine. The very essence of love cannot be contained in only four letters, yet we continue to downplay its power.
Love isn’t only happiness and tranquility, romance and adventure. It’s fear. Love is anger, and frustration. It’s exhaustion, and passion and ecstasy. Love is like stepping into the intersection of a wildfire and a hurricane. But just like being tossed out into an element that you can’t control, Love is terrifying. Because just like an unpredictable storm- it can’t be controlled. We take comfort in power, people are at rest when they control all the variables. That’s why love is risky. It’s a gamble, and you can’t always win. But unlike gambling, Love isn’t definite in whether you’ve won or lost. Losing love is like winning the lottery, and being hit by a bus on your way home. It’s like winning a game of Russian Roulette, and dying of an aneurysm two hours later.
Love is the most beautiful, intense thing that we as human beings can experience. However, it’s also one of the most cruel and ruthless elements in our world. Not only romance, but love in all respects. We have to face the terrifying reality that it will not last forever, no matter how perfect it is. So please, for the love of God, when you find your love, whether it’s in a rescue dog, visiting your parents, or waking up next to someone to call your own; cherish it. Don’t take it for granted. Because all too soon, it will be gone. And you’ll have so much love left over, and nothing to give it to.
Don’t waste one of the most rare, and purest elements that exists on this planet.