It is becoming more apparent that people really have no clue what they are talking about.
At least when it comes to love.
Let me say it like this.
It really has nothing to do with age.
As a matter of fact.
I hear them old ladies and youngster say exactly the same thing.
There is also no difference when it comes to race or sexe.
Boys struggle with the same issues as girls.
When it comes to love, it doesn’t matter what you look like.
It was again some content I had been watching that was my inspiration.
A bit from recent days and also from a longer time.
However, it doesn’t really matter.
Something I knew already for some time, is becoming more stable in my mind.
What I try to say or at least how I want to express it, is that a lot of people think they feel love.
Want it, or have it.
“Why he tells me he loves me, and cheats on me the next day”, I heard a girl from about 12 years say.
In one of the videos I had been watching.
Then there was this other girl, I believe she was a bit older.
Talking quite loud and recording a video herself at the same time.
I don’t know what for, however this is what she said.
“I think he is really an asshole, he should know that he is not the only guy walking around”.
“I am really a catch, look how beautiful I am”.
“He should know my worth”.
Then she paused for a little while and continued saying.
“Ok, but shall I call him?”
You understand that there is really nothing here for me to say.
Many forms can make it think that it is love they feel, or want.
But when it comes to love, it isn’t really that.
That is at least my opinion.
Ok, I can say some things about it, but I think you already know.
It is about knowing your own worth first.
I guess, that is just right.
However, so many people say that without actually knowing it for themselves.
Is there a difference with me?
I think yes.
Only because I am not promoting that you should, or shouldn’t.
No judgement or making you feel less.
Nor a bad taste in your mouth.
If there is a difference, this is it.
Because I think when it comes to love.
You focus on what matters.
Perhaps not even something you are aware of.
Because when you don’t, the answer is what I have seen.
1.Not knowing what to do.
2.Believing a fool.
3.Being lost in a dream.
4.Becoming something that is worth less than nothing.
I think you can say that is far from what love is all about.
Although I have to say, it is also still very open.
I guess that is the beauty of it all.
Love flows wherever it feels right.
What needs to be said, or just something you like to eat.
A cup of coffee to wake you in the morning.
Because we can’t learn anything when we are sleeping.
Then at the end of the rainbow there is perhaps someone that wants to give you a kiss.
The lesson that I learned from all of this?
Love is not the end, but the beginning.
It isn’t about falling in love, marrying someone, getting children.
That is just the end of a road.
Not even waking up next to someone.
Making breakfast together on a sunday morning.
Lighting a candle at a Thursday’s dinner.
Although that sounds so romantic.
Because if that is something we want and dream of.
It becomes something that will never happen.
The trick is to focus inwards, on what is important.
What needs to be said and done.
And then when that is all clear.
You see a road opening up, with a light at the end.
Perhaps even a candle light.
The one that you turn off before you go sleeping.
It isn’t really that far fetched.
However what happens there, you will only find.
When you understand who you are.
Love should never be the main focus.
Not worth thinking about.
Not even for us to understand.
Love is love, no matter what.
It will stay like this, till the end of time.
When we are grey, wrinkled and old.
Perhaps even long gone.
For love it really doesn’t matter.
Although this sounds great to be the title of this story.
I believe it is to understand that it is really not about that.
Love is really not that important, however you are.