𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 ?

No one can really define it. Many have tried to describe it based on a feeling they experience, Love is not only a feeling. Love is a decision that we make.

Love changes perceptions of beauty. Love is fond of love handles and stretch marks. Love strokes your grey hair and remarks how distinguished it makes you look. Love teaches you to find the ordinary, extraordinary.
Love flips your idea of humanity upside down. You think you know people and then you see what they will do for love’s sake, how far they will stretch the limits of themselves to care for the one they love and it makes you swallow, hard.
Love is a choice. You make that choice every single day, every single minute.
Love is fluid. It changes with time in its expression and manifestation. It will be a spark, a raging fire, of flutters in your gut one day.
Love doesn’t always make you happy. But it makes you better. Happy too, but also unhappy. Because love knows that its central function in your life is to help you grow. Growth hurts. Every day, love changes you to become a version of yourself you didn’t know existed. Expanded. Stretched somehow.
Love is sacrifice, compromise, tolerance and a whole bunch of other scary words. It wants to leave you sometimes but it always remains. It wants to kill you sometimes but then imagines the subsequent loneliness. It turns away from you only to turn back again. You don’t know where it begins or ends.
Love is fierce.

Love is beautiful, it is necessary, and if you allow it, instinctual, but it is never what you think it will be.

𝒯𝒽𝓍 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 & 𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓉 ♡