Whilst in thought.

Love. What a way to begin. Some are obsessed with it, others scorn the concept with the force of a thousand stinging darts. In this life of mine, love has presented itself in an array of packages. Sometimes wrapped beautifully and dotted with a bow. At other times, love has elected to appear when and where I least expected it- slipping into my heart without warning, without pretense. Sometimes I wonder if on some instances, it was truly love at all. Probably not. Nevertheless, love exists. It's there to hold you when you feel alone. Comfort you when you feel abandoned. Reassure you when all answers forsake you. At times, when i'm lost in thought, thinking about what the hell i'm to do with my life, for some reason, falling in love always lands on the list. Consistently, near the top. Maybe it's the need to be needed and wanted and thought about. Maybe it's the knowledge that wherever you are, someone is thinking about the beauty of your life. Or maybe it's just the fact that when you need someone's hand in yours, someone to lay beside, someone to lean on, you won't have to look too far. While love sometimes brings immeasurable pain and and hurt and despair, truthfully, it still remains as the elixir of life and the cure of lonliness for many. One day, or maybe that day has already come, for me too.