Long story short. A lot has happened this year past. I’ve lost to the grim reaper, to society, and gained so much as well. That’s not the story we’re here for anyway.

In this little head of mine, the word ‘LOVE’ seems to have occurred rent-free for a while now. May it be a cause of reading Anthony and Cleopatra; or the unending fight to passion in The Bridgeton. Whatever reason it may be, I can’t stop the wrestling of my thoughts.

Love which may seem to be the most chaotic emotion alive; drives our very existence. It leaves every bone shaken up by its unending desire to please, take and overwhelm your very soul. You think you know your capabilities. Wait till love is involved. You conquer it all. You want to win it all. If that’s not an option, the experience to feel; is more than enough, only to leave you greedy for more.

Love drives you insane, it leaves you making sacrifices of pain. A pain that leaves you satisfied by the very reason you choose the pain. Love indeed is a beauty to behold, that’s why every distress proves its value. It brings you to a realization to cherish and hold on to. It doesn’t deny you joy, instead, it introduces you to greater.

Love changes you, makes you weak, that simplicity and peace we all strongly craze for. It leaves you feeling victorious and without fear. It gives you strength a thousand weight lifts can never archive. Pure love, leaves you in your true purpose of existing. Reflect that love on yourself.

Love is the greatest ridicule of mankind. Even when you choose to not love, the love of that choice pushes you to archive that very goal.