Journal Of love.

Reaching out to find someone

to love us.

Hoping for that special one.

Who can heal us

and make us whole again.

Will, it every happen?.

Let alone does it really exist?.

Is love really just an over-rated dream.

Of expecting someone to give their all

and make you feel complete. If that is

even possible?  I doubt it.

Stories and poems, let alone movies of love,

of great romances, moving mountains and saving a

lost soul.

Is just for the movies. And

a great gimic to sell them.

I am being cynic and realist here.

But I guess. Maybe one in a hundred

million have found their overwhelming

real true love.

That has actually saved them.

Love is friendship, kindness, comfort,

compassion, a listening ear in good and

bad times.

And no matter what.

"Even when the boat is in stormy seas you

are there at the wheel steering it. To

calmer seas. Helping each other. Grow

learn and helping. Outwith loving each other."

Humans are not easy creatures to figure out or

understand. Let alone communicate with in

general at times.

And when you live with someone

permanently day in and out. You learn to

accept and appreciate these differences

towards each other.

Their quirks and what makes them tick

and be who they are. And likewise back.

You accept them for all. Good, bad

and the indifferent. loving them completely.

That is what real love is about.

As to walk away from someone you love.

And close the door. Is maybe easy to think,

but hard to do. If you really value and love

them completely and overwhelmingly with

all your heart, mind and soul.