if it stays,
it is love.
if it ends,
it's a love story.
if it never begins,
it is poetry.
(bsc)
An old friend of mine posted
this bit of lovely this early morn.
What a phenomenal way to look
at this confusing sentiment we
call love. There are so many ifs,
ands, and buts about this some
what iffy word.
I love my children,
forever more.
I love my besties,
ever and ever.
I love my students,
as no one else.
I love Mexican food,
fat and all.
I love margaritas,
everyday please.
See what I mean? Love may just
be the most ill used word in the
dictionary. I have a secret rule I
use . . .
Love people; like things!
Sooooo, in the above, I would
most likely use the word adore
in the first sentence, love in the
following two and like in the
last two. Just my way of trying
to honor the true sentiment of
the word.
Adore when you must;
love when you can;
like any and all . . .
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