Love

Is for love, but what is love? Who are we to even translate the word; we are just there to live it. The feeling of love, some say it is when you long to be with a person, some may even say, it is how you feel for your pet, can it be that easy, obviously not, it be more than that. What if your partner or pet is gone, the lonesome you feel lost like as if your arm is gone, most times you can get your pet or your friend back.

Does this mean if the special person or item that was so wrongfully taken away, the feelings are not being complete from missing; Something so dear to yourself. I am just another person, just to you, writing words on paper. I am not much of a person, just a small frail shape of a man that be what is showing on the outside but what is in my heart. Could there be a caring, breathing fragment of love in there, something, just maybe it could be called LOVE.

What you might see is just a picture of something that is only good to people, with eyes wide open. Just imagine, is there love; we might have, for our children, is this love or could this be something we own, it must be a part of our soul; I talked about. Now what could it be called; LOVE, no there is no possible way, for I would feel different, this I am sure of, for my children are just children, now Rita, "my wife" she is just that, my soul mate, forever, but maybe a young man at the age seven, is close to his frail grandmother; for she was the only "mother" that he really knew at the time and for so, he loved her.

Then the day comes, she spent in a small hospital, for he so longed to see her, yes for he in his young life, thought that he only wanted her to come home, friends and family felt sad, for she would be getting better soon, she would come home, time passed, like days & weeks, only to find that she had passed away one night, for to deal with this, how could he? He was so heart broken for life has spoke to him. He was shown what a broken heart was, he learned from the nightmares that followed. They had taken her to a bigger, greater place and for she was able to speak to him there.

Soon they became dreams that were filled of great bright lights, he felt that he had no longer let her down. For the love he shown her, helped him in to be delivered to, the old man now known as "God" as he is soon to go to. For is this love the boy had felt, or just a feeling of lost? Could love be there all our life or just a moment in time, still, what is love? Does this boy who turned into a man, now know, yes it could be!

Now what love might be to a newly wed couple, the joy & happiness, they feel in each other’s arms. Could this be love or just going with the flow of things at the time? Well, I think, not yes, they maybe be going with the flow of things, but still have the care for each other after which they look at as love and in their minds they can’t picture life without their partner, they have chosen. Is this love? It must be, for I couldn’t picture anything else.

Now if that is love, which do we believe, you will agree this is love, as we know it. Then what do we call it, when a man or a woman, let’s say for safety sake, they go back to a motel and do the wild thing for a couple of hours. Is this love? Or just two people going on a all you can eat buffet?

I know I have not helped you answer questions, but to me, I believe love is the feeling you have for another person or pet, that is close to you. As for me, I am the boy, the man that you might see in a friend, as a stranger, just maybe even a brother. I just know, you don’t know, as you make it.

Love… What is it? You might even say, you felt love for this story.