As I am making this post I have to smile with myse

As I am making this post I have to smile with myself because of the topic I would like to share. It is about love. About love because there are people in my wall that has a lot to talk about love and they talk a lot of it in which I find them to be mostly women. So, love... What do we have about love? Love is a feeling not necessarily be in realationship with others as we don't know if it had been recognized or the feeling is mutual with anyone to share it with. It might just be admirable in its sense as it has its indictor flashing around when that someone is around and making a fuzz that gives a thrill of emotional and uncontrollable feeling as if you are getting out of your own mind unto the secret world with the one you are dealing it with. It was such a feeling that you'll have to decide here and there to fight for it or flee. It is a struggle of control within you to compose yourself in the presence of the one you longing it with. So, that is what is love is there for... If that is of being so, then it must be the one that is called love.

Love in a broader sense of it, is for everyone which includes the love of your life. It is just like giggle, annoying and uncontrollable by ones own presence of mind. We have them when we just being worked out by our parents and are making us into the realm of survival inside the womb of our own mother which with the power and surges of their longing unto each others final outburst of emotional oneness, we cling unto the flesh within the womb for our own making as being as who we are as we are. Our siblings inside the womb died and persihed, all of them, as they struggle their way just like you into whom you are the ultimate survivor, making you who you are as you are... In your first struggle in the process of your becoming... the love of your life have been realized here and there. I find it to be true in its sense