The Meaning of Love
by Angelo Panelo
Love is not a language, nor a logical equation, but an unexplained entity living amongst us.
Love is eternal. Love
lasts forever; for even if we don’t know it, it breaks through the rules of
time and space. It is spoken in many ages, many languages, through different
people, through different beings, but still the same as it was before.
Love stays with each
and every one of us; a symbiotic relationship with our hearts and souls.
It has shared our
feeling of sweet shyness upon first meetings with our loves and also
shared the shedding tears from bitter
farewells.
Love guides us through
our hearts; joining upon two stars and two fates destined to intertwine.
Among eight billion
strangers, two people find each other with their mutual feeling of affection,
binding them.
Love is not a game; it
surpasses the rules of Hide and Seek or Chess.
There are no winners
nor losers, but merely just players trying to tell ourselves that we’re playing
a silly game. It’s not one of our childish tendencies, but our guilty pleasure.
Love isn’t a battle or
a duel. It is a cause in which we fight for, in which we believed firmly in.
It’s not the enemy, yet it has betrayed us… Combined with fear and rejection,
we fall to the deep trap, thinking otherwise, believing in an illusion or an
alibi.
Love is unconditional. Love is a martyr. Love is sacrifice, in
which we all do. We have suffered numerous times, but still manage to stand up and
spread our arms like an eagle…to defend, to protect.
Love is the feeling
that covers up the voids of our hearts. The non-existent Shield that guards…
Love is the root of
all our emotions; the cause of our mixture of happiness and sorrow, innocence
and remorse, passiveness and wrath, pride and humility, and loneliness and
emptiness.
Love is the word used
too much. Too many definitions, that we add a new one or two everyday. For me,
there is no definite meaning for it since it’s just in our natures and
instincts....
