Buy me cute underwear and oversized hoodies and let me fall asleep in your lap
Today I’m learning to be appreciative of what life has already offered me and to not take so much in it for granted. It’s like when you wake up in the morning, you swing your legs out of bed and you put your feet on the ground and you stand up. You don’t scoot to the edge of the bed and look down to make sure the floor is there. The floor is always there. Until it is not.
Sometimes I wish that I was a bong hit, you’d let me in and love every minute and tell the room the things I did to you
Love is a force of nature. However much we may want to, we can not command, demand, or disappear love, any more than we can command the moon and the stars and the wind and the rain to come and go according to our whims. We may have some limited ability to change the weather, but we do so at the risk of upsetting an ecological balance we don’t fully understand. Similarly, we can stage a seduction or mount a courtship, but the result is more likely to be infatuation, or two illusions dancing together, than love.
Love is bigger than you are. You can invite love, but you cannot dictate how, when, and where love expresses itself. You can choose to surrender to love, or not, but in the end love strikes like lightening, unpredictable and irrefutable. You can even find yourself loving people you don’t like at all. Love does not come with conditions, rules, cheats, or codes. Like the sun, love radiates independently of our fears and desires.