Someone asked me had I ever been in love. Without a second thought I retorted “Ive been in love all my life”. By that I meant I was born to two loving parents, went home to house full of loud ass loving people, have been motivated, encouraged, and even rescued by these same people with no expectation of repaytment. Not to mention the countless numbers of friends, freaks and flings, who at our peak, probably desired me more than they desired to breath. So yea, Im always “In Love”.
I think the problem with the concept of love and our generation is that we only acknowledge love in the present tense. Rarley do we acknowledge the role its played in the past, thus allowing us to easily remove its idea from our future. Its easy to be cosumed by your lack of a mate NOW, especially when it seems as if everyone and their Momma is getting engaged, married, or celebrating Annivesaries, but what about those ghost of relationship past? Those relationships that didnt end bad, that one night stand that didnt leave you feeling empty, that girl down the block who let you learn her before you even contemplated your first act of intimacy. All those transferences were forged in love.
I type all this to say, love, to me, is a constatnt, forever present energy that may, from time to time personify itself in a object or action. When one feels that no one loves them more than likely they are reffering to the now. I challenge you, remain in love, reflect on exchanges of pure intent and peace. Appreciate opening formalities and inquiries. Engulf your self in the remnants of a pass lover who sent your mind, soul, and body over the edge. Medidtate on your family, blood or otherwise. You will see in these reflections that you are never not loved, never without love, but that you are essentially, composed of nothing but.