Miss. Understood
What is love?
Is this the question we all ask that we know the answer to, or do we actually have no clue?
I feel it’s in the eye of the beholder. Everyone has a different meaning; learning as they grow and some from reference of their past. I don’t feel love means one thing, it can change, it can grow, it can die or be reawakened.
For me, love is care, compassion, support and will to spend your time with someone on a similar path. To vibe. To see eye to eye on the bond you share.
Love can be for someone, or something.
I have a love for writing, speaking, self expression. It’s a learned love. A growing love. Love is fear. Love is conquering or learning about your desires. Vulnerability.
It can be so simple yet so difficult.
Something that I keep hearing in my head is from the album S.E.M.U by Classique516, from the song Ostinato Ft. Jordan Grizzle.
I keep hearing, “What I need from you isn’t major...”
How many times have you expressed a feeling like this to someone, something or even yourself?
I feel the title alone speaks volumes, meaning repetition. Something being played over and over. I feel she speaks of support from a higher power, pleading for care and guidance. Or is it from within, or from someone? Questions I hope to ask her personally...maybe on a follow-up interview.
What does love mean to you? Does it evolve or stay consistent? Does love within bring fear? How do you deal with the fear? Do you go towards it or choose another route for it to block the path of change? Only we can answer what it means to us, individually.
