The concept of 'LOVE' varies amongst different people, along different countries, brought up in different cultures. For me, love is a simple word, yet the feeling is complex. For the past many years, I've experienced with different kinds of love - such as the never-ending love from my family, the all gracious love from God, and of course the intimate love from my lovers. The early two has never struck me as something weird or funny, as it has been there and I have experienced it for as long as I had lived. However, the latter is another story.
My intimate love stems mainly from my previous boyfriends and of course my current one as well. However, the love I've experienced from each is different and unique in its own way. & even though I'm separated with my previous lovers, I know there is no doubt that love existed between us. Yet I am led to think that some times, not all love are different. Some are still the same - like as to how they show affection and care towards me, or even to how much they are willing to sacrifice for me.
So for that special someone, this is how I feel.
Love is appreciating the simple things that one does for the other, no matter how small and insignificant the action is.
Love is knowing how excruciating difficult it is to sacrifice something in particular, yet does so in the end because the smile of the other party is worth every pain.
Love is not taking advantage of the other's kindness and sacrifices, because one knows never to take love for granted.
Love is accepting the flaws and imperfections of both parties and there is a willingness to change for the better, knowing that the other will do the same.
Love is graciously forgiving the other even though he/she has wronged you so many times before, believing that he/she will change because he/she loves you too.
Love is forgoing all the fights and quarrels that had happened before, no matter how frequent it was; because there were times when one was happy beyond compare.
Love is about giving second, third, fourth ... chances to the other.
Love is knowing when and what to change for the other, because you know that changing makes you a better person not only for him/her but for others as well.
Love is beyond physical intimacy, it does not always have to resort to bodily contact, as it stems from deep within the heart and soul.
Love is sometimes about subconsciously thinking about the other and missing him/her.
Love is about taking the initiative to improve the relationship and not to tie the other down.
Love is sharing things or feelings to the other party, knowing that he/she will not judge you for it.
Yet, love is also knowing when to let go, because you want a better life for him/her.
Most of the time, I don't have the right words to describe my love for that special someone. & always I find love so confusing and misunderstanding. I love him with all my heart, but most of the time I feel that he doesn't feel the same way. Most of the time, I feel stuck in a rut, with my emotions all boiling over. But I know I can't always share those with him, because it will lead to a fight. Most of the time I just wish he would pay more attention to me, but I know he has other more important things on his mind. Most of the time, I wish he would love me more, but I know that I can't expect so much from him.
Most of the time, I wish we would share the same sentiments on what love is, but it is never like that. Yet I still love him; doesn't matter how different my love is, at least I know my love is sincere.