Raison d'être (Notes On Love) 1

To declare that love is my God might appear to be a daring and bold statement, but isn’t God fundamentally love?

My feelings for love are the most real and profound truths I have ever known. The sure-est thing in the world. 

I revel in the profound completeness of love. I cannot believe how privileged I am to know her intimately and be familiar with her.

My analysis of love ever persists, I am always learning about the depths.

My commitment to love is crucial for what goes beyond my mere flesh. 

Love is the golden thread that binds my soul, weaving through every fiber of my being. 

Love is the melody of my life.

it is my being, it is my entirety, it is my whole life, it is my reason for being.

The joy of my life is the existence of this exercise, Love. Love is a verb like I was taught in primary school - a verb is a doing thing- Love is always doing.

It never stops doing.

It is the most prevailing concept ever to exist.

I do not find love to be mysterious; rather, love itself is a mystery. 

It is an endless expanse beyond our comprehension

 It is Infinitely limitless.

My reality match up with my fantasies of love

I'll weave a world where my vision of love gleams

I will pretend that my world is the entire world so my version of love persists 

Not mere weltzschmerz

Nor hopelessness for the world to know love

Nor a hedonistic approach to the dissonance 

The thought of comparison of reality to my fantasies of love are expensive thoughts I can not afford

I do not assume that love comes with only the good, but love is always good.

I see beyond the obvious pulchritude of her essence.

I will always be the girl, who spoke and wrote about love, I do not know myself to be anything else.

Just before I take my last beautiful and graceful breath when I am ready to say my last beautiful and graceful goodbye to earth, I hope to relish that I knew love and love knew me, that I was love and love was me.

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