The Meaning of Love

It's been a couple of days, I know, since I last posted something here but the truth is, what can I do when I have other commitments to deal with. Even though I might be busy with some other types of priorities, that has not stopped me from thinking and wondering about the meaning of love.

These few days I have been wondering what would be the true meaning of love. It's ironic I found. Let me tell you why. Some people truly love some one yet they find it so hard to mention that 3 words which consisted of 8 letters while others seem to be able to spit it so easily that it makes everyone wonders in the dark whether they truly mean it or not. As far as I'm concerned, I only care about when my special say those 3 words to me, I want them to be truly meaning it and totally ready to commit to true love as I would to them.

Sometimes I really do wish to say that love is in the air that I'm breathing but I just couldn't just yet. If you know what I mean. It is not really a bad thing nor is it a good thing. It is just neutral in the sense that I really would wish to hasten things up so that we all can finally move on to the next chapter but it just is not as easy as saying it. You know how sometimes when we are reading a really thick novel with those tiny words in it, it takes time too to get from one chapter to another but those time taken ensured that the true picture and story are truly understood by the reader. The same analogy applies here. The time taken to fix things would ensure that whatever survived the test of time would be something worthwhile.

LuvBoBo