This love

This love, it cannot be tamed, it cannot be kept safely within boundaries, it cannot last forever but it sure can be ignited every day anew. It can warm us from the inside on those frosty winter days, it can be the flickering but steady light in the seemingly endless dark. Whenever we are ready, whenever we open ourselves up to the world, to another, it can be there within us.
This love, it will not carry us like the wind carries the clouds, but instead it will be the hot fuel that keeps us going through day and night, through bright and dark, through sickness and health. It will be what takes us on that crazy ride through valleys and tunnels and high up on these mountains and back down, reminding us of what it means to be alive and to love and be loved.
This love, it can be anything we want it to be, it can be all we ever need or nothing at all. This love, it’s ours to shape, and ours to nourish and if we do so well, we can live from it forever.

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