So I'll keep loving..

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Love, I mean.

People.

People and love and the beauty of the two intertwined.

It's all inspiring. The power that travels between people. Strong enough to bring a person to their knees. So moving that water will fill up in your eyes and spill down your cheeks. So powerful that it has saved us all. Love, I mean.

It's what keeps our fibers together. Keeps our cells from floating into oblivion. If it weren't for love, we wouldn't even exist. It's what flows through our veins and keeps our hearts alive and pumping.

The love between two people  can be so powerful. But even two humans who have been betrothed for 60 years have not seen love at it's full capacity. Love is endless and immeasurable. It stretches out for eternity with no beginning and no end. No limitations. No walls.

I think that's why when you're left alone, it's so painful. When someone has to leave, there's a hole in your being. You can feel the absence of the power that was once so vivid in your life. I've never smoked a day in my life, but the pain of lost love is like withdrawals. I like to think so, anyway.

Heartbreak. Sometimes knowing what happens when love is lost keeps us from loving freely. From letting our guard down and opening our arms to the power. But that's why taking someones heart into your hands is such a sacred thing. Something that should never be taken lightly. Holding another person's vital organ in your own beating one is the most beautiful responsibility.

And that's why we still love. Because it's so beautiful and so wonderful. It's worth the risk and it's worth the fight. And it's worth the pain. Because loving is the most incredible thing you will do in this life.

Today I said farewell to my love interest, who flew away. And I can feel the hole of where his presensce used to be beside me. And when I think about it I can feel the the pressure in my throat and the the tears willing themselves to free fall down my face. But it's been worth the fight and I know it's worth the wait. And someday I'll be the old woman sitting on the park bench with the old man by my side. And I'll know that this love stretches out immeasurably...