The Truest of Things


There is some Love that hurts to think about…hurts to type about, write about, speak about. The words on the page give no justice to the pain, no feeling to the gap, no warning for the trap.  It’s the length in-between that starts to eat at the core, it screams to ignore…instead there is more. Questions arise and they never cease, they never go away, they never release.  Doubt finds its way in…of course. With force, it sends in heaps of remorse. But, Love is the most powerful thing. An emotion that inevitably ends with a ring. A force that raises the cynic to sing. A renewal that is tied poetically to Spring….These are the thoughts to which I cling. Love is without a doubt, the truest of things.

Love is God and God is Love.
Love is when you lay down your life for another
Whether for your brother, your mother, your father or your sister
Its even laying down your life for your enemies,
That’s unthinkable, but think about that
Love is true
Love: by Jaeson Ma
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