defining love..

I remember someone asked me to define love..
what is love anyway? What is being "in love"?
Of course, I gave the usual answer..
Love, romantic love is the kind of love
that you would go the extra mile for that special someone.
The kind of love that makes you complete.
But to be really honest, I'm just clueless when it comes to love
I'm still finding the real definition of love..
I'm still finding my own meaning..

I tried searching the technical meaning of love online
just to shed some light on the subject and I got
a hundreds and thousands of sites as a result,
but they basically say the same thing...


LOVE
A deep, tender, ineffable feeling
of affection and solicitude toward a person,
such as that arising from kinship,
recognition of attractive qualities,
or a sense of underlying oneness.


Love is indeed ineffable..
Yes, you can write poems about it.
You can write songs, movies and novels about it.
You can write a journal or a blog about it,
but that's just the tip of the iceberg.
No matter how much we try
to contain love in a box
in order to define it,
we can't really be able
to truly capture in words
what the heart really feels..
It just isn't enough..
Words are just not enough..

What I know is that
when love exists,
happiness follows.
then trials..
then pain...
then at this point,
it's upon you
who is loving
to either
a.) let it go..
what the heck,
it's not worth it..
or b.) take it as another trial,
fight for it and
take another chance..
I'd rather prefer the latter
and continue to believe
in love regardless
of how much pain you've endured
to search for the right one,
because probably someone out there
may be going through the same thing,
which means you're not alone in this endeavor..
If I may say, this pursuit of happiness in love
may go on in circles, cycling around
and it could get really tiring, I tell you.
But for the name of the oh so almighty love,
we do it anyway..
We go on and on and on
until we find 'the one'..

This leads me to believe
that love, simply put,
is the desire of the heart to belong..
It is the road that leads us home.
It may be long, winding, and tiring,
but when you find the love
that you've searched for all your life,
it may just be worth everything. :)



The Rose

Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless, aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you, its only seed
It's the heart, afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky, and the strong
Just remember, in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies a seed, that with the sun's love
In the spring, becomes the rose..