I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
“How do I love thee” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Love is a peculiar thing. It can make you feel as if you can fly as if you had wings. Love can win a heart and overwhelm your soul. Love can crush your spirit into the valley of shadows unknown.
But would we choose to love if we knew that pain could accompany the bliss? Pain that can cause your heart to sever wishing you could go on although you feel amiss..
Knowingly, we choose to love and tie our hearts together with a string. Love so heavenly we abandon our previous memories&feelings of grief.
How do I love thee? I love you better after loss. To know that love is forgiveness no matter the cost. Love never fails, and always finds the end. Love means admitting our defeats and always coming up as friends. Love is a battle that I’ll fight ’til the end. I love you forever no matter which way the road bends.
Love is an uphill battle that one cannot face on our own; we need to fight together to conquer or we’ll end up alone.
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