If only love could cure illness, heartache, poverty, or loss. Or, if everyone actually cared, took the time to go out of their way for someone, touch one life, how amazing the world could be.

Love is the hardest thing to describe, easiest thing felt, most wanted, fragile, life-changing phenomenon. It seems to be easier to give than receive. It can be expressed in so many ways but we find it in all the wrong places. Why does it seem we want it to be difficult, we want it to be laced in tragedy before it's worthy of us. Why do have this ever constant need to define our own path to our heart.

Love is an action, not an explaination.

Love is not the big acts of confirmation we make, but the continuous little tasks we do for someone else. True love is where you don't have to be reminded of the promises or commitments you make to a person, but where loving them becomes a piece of you.

I have come to realize that love doesn't change, it doesn't become untrue, it doesn't fade or disappear. We change. We change how we see love. We change our expectations, hopes fears, or doubts. So, don't let the feelings you have at one moment in time dictate your love for someone or something. The truest test of anything is time.

There isn’t one second of one minute of one hour of one day I regret meeting you, falling in love with you, or even losing you; for it is the greatest sacrifice to allow ourselves to lose in return of our lovers happiness.