Love is gentle, love is sweet. Love is unattainable. Love is a myth. Anyone who tells you otherwise is either outrageously naïve, lying, or mentally insane.1
I realize I sound like a pessimist. But, really, what is love? Can you bottle it up, can you study it? Some may say love is emotion, but feelings are just chemical reactions in our brains. So, is there anything behind love other than biology? People who claim to be in love can’t answer that question because they are clearly biased by their emotions.2
I once thought I was in love. Ha, ha. What a great time that was. I spent all my time with this boy, only for him to insult my family, my religion, and then leave me, heartbroken, moving to Germany without so much as a goodbye.3
That was when I gave up on God. I still thought he existed, but I wouldn’t go to any lengths of trouble for someone that had done this to me. There are a number of other reasons, but that’s not important…now.4
Why do I think God exists, anyway? There is no proof. Just like love. No solid evidence that proves if there is or isn’t a God, if love is real. 5
“Joy, sorrow, love…proof of God.” 6
I had written that in a book of thoughts some while ago, when I was so…emotional. Human. Humans are icky and gross and so feeling that I wish I could live without any homo sapien. Including myself, sometimes. I know it’s the hormones pumping in my blood, but how do I tell myself to not feel sad or happy? My body does it of its own accord.7
A childhood friend said to me about a week ago, “God speaks to His children in the strangest ways, Sabrina.” This had been right after she was talking to me about love. The darn thing seems to be inescapable these days.8
Why am I even writing this, you ask? I guess because I hoped that it my thought process, I would be able to understand, really, what love is. But then I start rambling about God and my past and what not. 9
I don’t know everything. I haven’t been through enough of life to tell you these things, but something just hit me. 10
Love is God. God is love. 11
Author notes
Rambling.
And thanks to Frozen Angel, too. Interesting contest. And rest assured, this is my definition of love. Both of them. In the beginning and the end.
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- Ol' Mr. Webster Could Never Define What's Being Said Between Your Heart and Mine... by Frozen Angel.
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This is interesting. I never really thought about love being God and vice versa. Of course, that may be because of my weakened relationship with God, but that's a different topic.
I like how you question everything. It gives more depth to the definition.
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good.
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Hm.
Luv This.
Its Great =]
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