If you thought I was going to be writing and telling exactly what love is, I'm sorry to disappoint. Because the truth is, do we even know what love is? Why do we love? Why do we connect love to people, places, objects, etc? Why do we all respond to love so different? Why does love exist if we fail at it so much? Thoughts like these run through my head on a daily basis and to be honest, I really don't have the answers to any of them. I have thoughts however, and I'm wondering who feels the same.

So whats love? Is it your family? Your significant other? Your favorite place? Your pet? Why do you love people, objects and places differently? Why isn't all love the same kind of love? Well thats because love is complex. Love is hard. At least thats what I've gathered, but honestly, what do I know?

Love is intimidating. Its harsh. You never know what to expect because people are different and people FAIL. We all fail at it all the time. Just when we think we got it all figured out, here we go messing it all up. Love is hard. Loving is hard. Being loved is hard. Ive always heard it doesn't have to be but the truth is when isn't it? you can love someone or something with everything in you knowing that they/it could be snatched away from you at any giving moment. THAT IS HARD.

Then theres the people like me who have convinced themselves that its suppose to always be hard. You're suppose to settle. You're suppose to allow whatever to happen whenever because you've told yourself that its going to be hard anyways. But see, I never said it was always suppose to FEEL hard. Theres those times when its the easiest thing you've ever done. Its something that comes fast and smooth and makes you feel like you are on top of the world. That kind of love does exist too. Most of us know it. Even if its the kind of love that is ultimately the worst kind… we know that on cloud 9 feeling. So why doesn't it stay that way? Why does it fail? If it fails was it never love in the first place? That seems a little dramatic to me, because if it wasnt suppose to fail then why did it? is it us or was love ultimately meant to fail?

So what is love? Is it settling for something all because of the love and nothing else? Is it wanting better for yourself? Is it the people and things you've encountered? what is it? I've been trying to finish this article for months but always seemed to get stuck, but i figured out why I haven't been able to finish. For me, I learned what love was once i let it go. I took some of the strongest love I had for a person and I let it go. Why? because I loved me more. Yeah I might have realized it was going to be hard anyways but if it was going to be hard then it definitely had to be worth it.. and sometimes, I'm just simply worth more. So theres your answer.. what is love? Its what you make it. Its all in your hands at the end of the day. Its exactly what you want it to be. So make the best of this crazy, HARD, complex feeling.