Love

Love. A single, solitary word that has the power to make the strongest of us fall to our knees. Some of us will never see it, and others see it but it is so far away that it is just a fleeting hope in a small, flickering future. It can last years or it can last moments. Love can go away and come back with a vengeance when we least expect it, leaving us lost and confused in the place we had gotten to. It makes the phone an impossible thing to put down and mind unable to stop images of what could or has been. Love is the strongest drug around, and it is impossible not to take, crave, or need. It can make you cry, laugh, sing, hurt, and smile all at the same time or all in a life time. Love is sweet, excruciating ly joyful pain that is blissful and intolerable all in the same, slow motion. For some, it is in the experience of it, for others it is watching it from afar.