I don’t understand love, and I don’t think anyone ever has или will. Emotion is such a complex thing, and hatred is passionate, and strong, and almost unbreakable – nothing can touch true hatred. Nothing can touch it at all; nothing can touch it but love. Любовь is stronger than anything this world can offer, and unfortunately this world greatly lacks it. Любовь is something that can affect anyone and anything.
Love also leaves Ты irrational – it’s debatable, however, because some people think that Любовь can leave Ты seeing clearer than anything ever has. But what if it’s possible that it can make both happen? What if it leaves Ты so blind, deaf, and scentless… so isolated. But yet you’re the farthest thing from isolated ever. You’re feeling things stronger than any situation has ever presented Ты with.
It’s both incorrigible and impeccable at the same time. It will leave Ты dizzy and broken, it could even leave Ты dead, but yet it brings a life out inside of your soul that has people questioning your health. It brings forth a desire and urge to be with someone, when you’re already with them. It makes your сердце hurt, like a gaping hole in your chest, and it leaves Ты so empty and pathetic when you’re without their love.
Ignorance of Любовь is something that we all have and cannot deny; no one really can define love, because it means something else to every other person. However, there’re standards. There’re standards to love, that do apply in every circumstance. Ты do not Любовь someone if Ты do not have unconditional passion for them. Ты are not in Любовь with them unless Ты would do anything that it took to guarantee their safety and happiness. Ты wouldn’t want to live a секунда without them, but if it meant their peace Ты would. You’d do anything that it took for their sake. And that’s what Любовь really is deep down. But it doesn’t even begin to cover it.
When you’re in love, Любовь doesn’t even seem like the BEGINNING of the speech as to how Ты feel. There’s no word in any language, no sentence или speech или anything that can Показать someone Ты Любовь them. It’s just… love. Ты can’t explain it; Ты can’t deny или change it. Because when it’s there, it’s there, and it’s never going away.
Everything around Ты melts. Everything, there's nothing that matters anymore. Ты shake, violently, and it leaves Ты feeling guilty - love. Любовь is uncertain, yet the only thing Ты can recognize. It's disguised, but clearer than anything else. It's irony, in summary - Любовь is ironic, еще than anything. Ironic, but beautiful. And that's why I put up a debate, is ignorance really bliss? или is it something else in its entirety?
Mikey, I am not joking in the slightest. I am not kidding; I am not just saying that. I am in Любовь with you, Mikey. And I’d do anything for you. You're really my entire life, my everything. As I've сказал(-а) many times before, my everything. If this freaks Ты out, или Ты don't feel the same way, I understand. But it doesn't change that this is how I feel. I miss Ты every секунда of every day, and I just wish Ты were here to see it. I wish Ты knew. That, Mikey, I Любовь you. And that’s all I know.
Love also leaves Ты irrational – it’s debatable, however, because some people think that Любовь can leave Ты seeing clearer than anything ever has. But what if it’s possible that it can make both happen? What if it leaves Ты so blind, deaf, and scentless… so isolated. But yet you’re the farthest thing from isolated ever. You’re feeling things stronger than any situation has ever presented Ты with.
It’s both incorrigible and impeccable at the same time. It will leave Ты dizzy and broken, it could even leave Ты dead, but yet it brings a life out inside of your soul that has people questioning your health. It brings forth a desire and urge to be with someone, when you’re already with them. It makes your сердце hurt, like a gaping hole in your chest, and it leaves Ты so empty and pathetic when you’re without their love.
Ignorance of Любовь is something that we all have and cannot deny; no one really can define love, because it means something else to every other person. However, there’re standards. There’re standards to love, that do apply in every circumstance. Ты do not Любовь someone if Ты do not have unconditional passion for them. Ты are not in Любовь with them unless Ты would do anything that it took to guarantee their safety and happiness. Ты wouldn’t want to live a секунда without them, but if it meant their peace Ты would. You’d do anything that it took for their sake. And that’s what Любовь really is deep down. But it doesn’t even begin to cover it.
When you’re in love, Любовь doesn’t even seem like the BEGINNING of the speech as to how Ты feel. There’s no word in any language, no sentence или speech или anything that can Показать someone Ты Любовь them. It’s just… love. Ты can’t explain it; Ты can’t deny или change it. Because when it’s there, it’s there, and it’s never going away.
Everything around Ты melts. Everything, there's nothing that matters anymore. Ты shake, violently, and it leaves Ты feeling guilty - love. Любовь is uncertain, yet the only thing Ты can recognize. It's disguised, but clearer than anything else. It's irony, in summary - Любовь is ironic, еще than anything. Ironic, but beautiful. And that's why I put up a debate, is ignorance really bliss? или is it something else in its entirety?
Mikey, I am not joking in the slightest. I am not kidding; I am not just saying that. I am in Любовь with you, Mikey. And I’d do anything for you. You're really my entire life, my everything. As I've сказал(-а) many times before, my everything. If this freaks Ты out, или Ты don't feel the same way, I understand. But it doesn't change that this is how I feel. I miss Ты every секунда of every day, and I just wish Ты were here to see it. I wish Ты knew. That, Mikey, I Любовь you. And that’s all I know.
