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What is Love?
What is Love?
Do you remember when you were a child and there was a gift that you wanted, you wanted it so bad that you would write to Santa every year. You would tell him how good you were and thank him for the gifts for the privies year, but then remind him of the gift that you really wanted. Then one year, it wasn’t even Christmas it was spring when you walked through the door and there in the middle of the room was a gift.
The paper it was wrapped in was made of the finest silk and a ribbon of sateen, as you rubbed it against your skin it sent shivers down your spine. The tag was a smile and it lit up the room and the words written on it I will remember forever “To You With Love” that put tears in my eyes. I unwrapped it slowly with hands that trembled with joy, making sure not to wrinkle or rip the paper. Then I got to its box that made me grin from ear to ear and then I opened it and slid my fingers in I new my dreams had come true and my letters had been answered.
I loved it so much that I took it everywhere I could. Everybody would see me and turn to look again at my gift and this would make me happy and smile even more. I would talk to it as much as I could and grew closer to it every day. Whether it was talking, leaving a note when we couldn’t be together or just giving a smile. I felt my life had changed for the better and I thought I would never be lonely again.
But as time passed and other problems arose I didn’t talk to it as much as I could have, or give it the attention as I once did. I still loved it as much as I did when I first laid eyes on it, but in all my hustle and problems in life I lost it. Once I realized that it was gone I looked for it day after day, but it was hurt and didn’t feel loved so it didn’t want to be found. All the love, joy and happiness we once both shared will stay with me forever, and forever is a long, long time.
True love, joy and happiness only come once in a lifetime. When it comes to you, put everything else not just on the back burners, but on another stove, and cherish each and every day for there might not be a tomorrow. Give them love and respect that they deserve, because life is too short to deal with every little problem. Take on one at a time, but keep what and who matters most on the front burner.
I’m a writer who has lost all that he loves, so I know what I’m writing is true. When you lose it all it’s like being in prison and have a cell with a view. You are able to see everything you once had but can’t touch it or feel it. You can hear all the joy that you once had but can’t be a part of it. At first I would lie down alone and pray that it is all a bad dream and that when I would wake up she would be there. But when I do wake up I’m still alone. So when your day comes and I know that it will, remember what I have written and be good to your gift. Treat it like there is no tomorrow, because if tomorrow comes and she’s not there. Then you will know What Love Is.