Love is like the wind.

As much as we’d like to believe it, we could never hope to control it


Nor can it be forced.

Love is a stray vine of thorns catching on everything that passes by.

You can either embrace the challenge or let it catch onto you


Letting it drag you down.

But can what you let drag you down be compared to such a thing as love?

Too often it is thrown around carelessly, taken for granted.


This is what makes you weaker.

Love does not make you weak.

It makes you the strongest person you can be.


And I realized that without love it is you who is the weak one.