Layers of love learning

I lost count on how many times my feelings for you taught me what love is not.

Every layer I find out what I thought was love isn't. Every time I realize how I act claiming in the name of love, while I justify my actions in its name. Blasphemy.

Through this journey in discovering what love is not, I came to realize that love is not possession. Love is not desire. Love is not passion. Love is not loving in every possible way hoping to be loved in return, including through sacrifice.

All this isn't love. Love is loving. It is so simple and yet so complex. The mind can't fully grasp it. Our actions can't fully manifest it. Our emotions more often than note delude.

It isn't love.

Any yet it is there.

The mind who wishes to determine what is from what is not. The actions wishing to evidence its existence. The emotions running wild. All of it can't do justice of what it is. All this isn't love.

Yet it is there. The unnamable. The invisible drive. The impossible explanation.

I might never learn or understand what love is. But with ever layer that falls, it is honored by revealing what it is not. My impostors fall one after the other.

I keep going knowing I might never find what I am looking for.

Madness.

Love

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