How much love is enough? Do you ever wonder about that? Do you ever wonder how much love will be enough for your mind and your soul to be satiated? I do. I wonder if it's a quantity question or a quality question. Maybe it's the combination of both. If you love someone enough, doesn't that mean the quality of your love will also change? I wonder.
In my mind loving someone enough, or to the point they fill your soul up with a radiance and joy that leaves you wanting them more and wanting to give to them all that you can and all that they ask...that is the quality and quantity of love I want in my life. It's also the same kind of love I would give in return. It's the kind of love I would WANT to give
In order for a person to give that level or quality of love I think it has to be reciprocated or your soul will shrink and your heart will gradually guard it's fragility to it's best. Most often failing at protecting itself but none the less, it will attempt to protect itself. Love is the most wonderful as well as the most painful thing any person can know.
Life seems so impossible sometimes and still it's filled with incredible possibilities at every turn of the corner.
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I have known that love! The kind where all you mention PLUS:
you can look into their eyes and see their soul - just plain as day - you can SEE it! and then after you look long enough you realize it's also your own;
where you can't seem to get close enough to them unless you were to climb INSIDE them;
where you wish you COULD climb inside them and BE them for a day, seeing the world as they see it, hearing what they hear, feeling what they touch, FEELING their voice when they speak;
where you feel with unquestionable certainty that you knew them in heaven before you came to Earth;
where you believe in gifts from God, and angels and eternity and destiny and hope and love because you can actually hold this simple representative of God's creation and love in your hands;
where you feel the whole world just stops all around you, as if it weren't even there except maybe as a veiled otherworld;
Yeah - I've known that. And yeah, it is raw and delicate and wonderful and
yeah - indescribably painful if it is taken away once you've learned it exists. Once you know it, you understand the saying "Life without Love isn't life".
That is the love Jenny. It's the very same one I am talking about. Your words gave it the dimension I couldn't articulate. xoxo
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