Midnight Rambling...

What is love?

Its a question that we all ask ourselves at some point in our lives just as we all wish that someone someday will come up with an actual definition for the feeling.

I personally don’t think that love is meant to be defined. It’s an emotion. It’s something that’s meant to be felt not analysed.

It’s not rational. It’s not meant to be rational. It’s meant to make you say and do crazy things.

It’s all part of being in love.

Love can bring out the best and the worst in people. It just depends on how you look at it.

Some people will wonder if their love is real. I say that if both people in a relationship feel it and they both believe in it then yes. If their willing to sacrifice anything for their significant other then I think that they are defiantly in love.

The best thing about love is that it’s for everyone. It’s not limited by age, gender, ethnicity. It’s free. To be loved or to be in love is everyone’s right.

Nobody should be told they can’t love another. Not because of their cultural background, not because of their age and certainly not because of their gender.

If someone wishes to love someone of another ethnicity, let them.

If someone wishes to love someone of another age, let them.

If someone wishes to love someone of the same gender, let them.

It’s not something for others to decide. It’s for the people in question to decide.

You can’t tell someone who to love. You can’t force someone to fall in love. That’s just not how it works. Never has been and never will be.

As people say; The heart has it’s reasons of which reason knows not of.

Just the way it should be.

Life shouldn’t be predictable and love is one of the things that makes it interesting. Without it live would be in colour but nowhere near as vibrant.

It makes us crazy, it makes us stupid, it makes us...human. It defines who we are and breaks down barriers.

Love isn’t meant to be defined.

It’s meant to be felt.

So I say take a chance and feel.