Why do you love?
Dec 23, 2005 in Life-logger
We did this not once, but several times, in several places. I felt like doing it again. But really, why?
Because He made it His word.
Because my parents showed me what it was like to be so.
Because an MID told me he loved me, and I believed him . Never mind that he broke my heart a few years later.
Because it feels good to love, whether or not it is returned.
Because it's infinite and unmeasurable.
Because you can't really define it. Like, what is it?
Because it isn't something you can control.
Because, like, love makes the world go round!
Because I got sick of criminal-wannabes kicking up a fuss and asking me 'Was that me you were talking about?' Like, no. Hell. Maybe. Who cares? I love you anyway so rest easy in that.
Because it isn't a constant, and you've got to work at it.
Because it's also very confusing, and you're not sure whether love is really love, really.
Because its better to hate and incite hate, so love and spread love? (Corny, but true, ya?)
Because someone called me up one day, and asked if he could take me out to dinner.
Because he told me that we would have many more years of argueing and making up ahead of us, so I'd better get used to it. If that's not love I don't know what it is.
Because I actually, really, really like working at this current one. It's an enjoyable adventure.
And then maybe, because it's Christmas, that's why.