Love
Love. Extends over all boundaries, all circumstances, all things and everyone.
In love, we are connected, we are all but one. Manifesting our beings with each other, turning and churning around in our situations and experiences. Out of the peaks and the crestfallen points, we gather, we crowd, we take up places in each other's hearts.
In love, we accept one another, we spend time with each other, we desire for good things for each other, and we wish for the real happiness within you and within me.
In love, we don't think about our responsibilities or our obligations, but that we do what we do out of a pure and simple motive. A motive so pure that you can tell when someone loves and when someone don't. Their actions reflect this purity. And without this purity, all false and fake love come to light.
Love is simple and complicated at the same time. It draws so much out of us, that sometimes we only mean it for a selected few. Love takes overflowing, over and over. It takes trust and honesty and raw expectations. And it takes even more to actually say it.
So, you still think you can say I love you in your emails and when you talk to me?