#definitionoflove

The definition of love depended by how a lover senses it. By default love is undefined clearly, but somehow it unites two or more different things, paradoxical, or contradictive as a single beautiful and warmness joint point such: love is far and near at the same time, gentle and hard at the same level, worries and comfort at the same place, etc. So often love interchanges with desire of lust, make it vulnerable as a weakness as love definition.

my love for my family isn't just because i am supposed to love them– i love them for the subtlest of efforts and affection i receive from them. you don't love a family member automatically, do you? i mean, i don't love some of my aunts. sometimes, maybe. i really don't know. maybe just not the "i would do everything for them" kind of love. this means that i could go on with my life without having to be bothered by their existence. they are all easy to cut off. and i can envision a future without them.

it's an entirely different story with my mom. we argue almost everyday. i hate her most of the time. i could go on all day talking about the things she does that i absolutely dislike. she's too much for me the same way that i'm too much for her. but still, i can't picture out a future without her in it. she's like the scaffolds i need for me not to crumple.

i have different circles of friends from different stages of my life. few are gone, some are dormant. and no matter how low maintenance our relationships are, i know i hold them all dearly close to my heart. the thing is, there are special friends that i can envision a future with. one way or another, i could picture out myself living with them, growing white hairs with them, starting businesses with them, and deciding things out with them.