Thursday, 29 September 2016

Love

We all want to be loved. None of us want the shit or responsibility that comes with loving.

I said I love you on Tuesday night. To my best friend.

I realised that its so easy to tell someone you loved them. It doesn't take anything away from you. It does, in the wrong circumstances, create an expectation or create a vision.

But if you are loved, unconditionally, by a spouse, a lover, a friend, family or your dog - I think you're lucky. I think you're fortunate.

I know love don't pay rent and it doesn't make everything right. And no, love isn't always enough.

Love, in my mind, doesn't mean their perfect. It means you know them enough to know their flaws, their anger and their insecurities and still care enough about them to see them happy.


Humans tend to be idiots sometimes. Love anyways.  

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