To Me
I guess I never really sat down and thought about what love really is..or what it means to be in love.. but.. with the events past.. I think I may have some idea.. Its not enough to just say you love someone... you have to show them.. even the hard headed ones.. have to sometimes be guided.. Like Seve.. I think she gave the utlimate gift of love.. for her that is.. :grins: and I think Fonce.. whether he realized it or not gave one back to her with her freedom..
If you could have seen the drummers face when he spotted Jaella.. you would have understood his love for her.. and hers for him...
If you could see how Cana struggles every day with her thoughts of her mate.. you would understand..
If one could crawl into Tarra's heart after her mate departed for the cities of dust.. you would understand..
There are many kinds of love I have found.. love of family.. friends.. love of our home.. even to an extent slaves might love.. that I am not sure about. I think they have to or something like that..
To see a father with his child... :not mine of course unless its one of my brothers: Taidjun with his daughters... there is love there..
There is love of position... of things.. those are selfish loves I think.. Because positions can be lost.. things taken and destroyed..
No I think love to me is.. hmmmm
I still don't know.. maybe one day I will.
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