Something I'm randomly thinking about....

Love, it's a random feeling. Something you feel in your body that runs from the bottom of your toes to the tip of your nose. It's not that romanticized feeling that you lust and want, it's the feeling of KNOWING. Knowing that you could not survive one day on this planet without the other person or persons. Love isn't selfish and isn't confined to one person. Your heart can love as freely as it wishes, and you can love as you wish. Love is a fingerprint that does not match any other, and when you leave it, it's your mark on someone's soul. Love makes you do stupid things. Love is not biased, for it will shed pain on you at some point. You will feel like you're breaking in two, and you cannot go on, but love fixes itself. Love is the diseas that makes you sick and the cure that fixes you. Love is hipocritical, and spiteful. Love is most definately mis understood. Love is not all you need, and love is all you need. Love is something you don't realize you're in til it's gone, and something you inexpicably feel though not quite knowing how to put your finger on. Love is that taste in your mouth after a sweet kiss, or the sun on your eyelids as you snooze in the sun. Love is the breeze that blows through your hair as you laugh at a joke a friend spoke of. Love is realizing you will never get that moment back and yet somehow, it's ok because you always make new ones and remember the old ones fondly. Love just is. There's no stopping it, there's no denying it exists. Love is a many splendid thing, but the most pain you will ever know. Love just is.