I Never Fully Understood Love...

I could possibly never fully understand the feeling of Love...

I tried a lot...

I read books...

I listened to songs...

I watched people stay together for years...

I watched people leave after promising forever...

And even today... I still sit alone sometimes and ask myself...

What exactly is love...?

Is it care...?

Or is it something much bigger than care...?

I don't know.

But maybe these questions carry the answers somewhere inside them...

Is love simply caring for someone...?

Or is love worrying about them even when they never ask you to...?

Is love holding someone's hand during the darkest night...?

Is love staying awake because they couldn't sleep...?

Is love physical intimacy...?

Or is love sitting silently beside someone without touching them at all...?

Is love making someone your top priority...?

Or is love teaching them to prioritize themselves too...?

Is love sacrificing your happiness...?

Or is love growing together without sacrificing either person...?

Is love remembering every small detail they tell you...?

Is love noticing that something is wrong even when they say "I am fine"...?

Is love forgiving every mistake...?

Or does love also require boundaries...?

Is love never leaving no matter what happens...?

Or is love sometimes letting go because staying hurts both people...?

Is love expecting nothing in return...?

Or is it human to hope for the same warmth that you give...?

Is love sending good morning messages...?

Or is love being the reason someone wakes up smiling...?

Is love listening to someone's problems every day...?

Or is love making them feel they are not fighting alone...?

Is love saying "I love you"...?

Or is love proving it quietly through actions...?

Is love becoming someone's entire world...?

Or is love allowing them to have a world outside of you...?

Is love staying even when things become difficult...?

Or is love accepting that people sometimes change...?

Is love finding the right person...?

Or is love becoming the right person for somebody...?

And after asking all these questions...

I still don't know what love is.

Maybe love is not one thing.

Maybe love is different for every person.

For some... love is touch.

For some... love is words.

For some... love is loyalty.

For some... love is sacrifice.

For some... love is simply having somebody who asks, "Have you eaten?"

And for some people...

Love becomes the place where they finally feel safe.

Sometimes I think I loved people too much...

Sometimes I think I only loved the idea of being loved.

Sometimes I think I wanted someone to choose me the way I always chose others.

Perhaps that is why love confuses me.

Because I have seen people promise forever and leave.

I have seen people who never said "I love you" but stayed through every storm.

I have seen people care deeply and still walk away.

I have seen people who loved each other and still became strangers.

So what is love...?

Maybe love is not possession.

Maybe love is not sacrifice.

Maybe love is not pain.

Maybe love is not forever.

Maybe love is simply finding one human being who makes this difficult life feel a little less lonely.

And perhaps...

The saddest thing about love is not losing someone.

The saddest thing is spending your entire life trying to understand a feeling that cannot be explained.

If you are reading this...

And if you know what love truly is...

Please tell me.

Because after all these years...

After all these people...

After all these tears...

I am still sitting here...

Asking the same question...

What exactly is love...?

:)

— Kabir