Love is boundless. It’s immeasurable and immense. Beauty on its own. It’s the reason a person’s eyes soften. It’s why we go to great lengths just to make someone smile. Romance, sex, friendship, even, are all secondary to what love is at its core. It’s the very makeup of our being. It’s our essence, reaching out to another and finding our reflection in kind. Love is who we are. What we have to give. And having that returned to us? It’s an affirmation of our very being. That we’re understood. Accepted. That we’re real. Why try to place limits on that? All love is to be treasured.
