Love..

Every where I go, I'm surrounded by love. Not the act of it towards me. I mean I do get that too, but I see it in everything. People trying to get love, people in love, people broken hearted over love. Isn't it just such a cruel invention of God. For all the suffering that one has to endure to obtain this blissful feeling that everyone yearns for but most seldom get. Never quite understood the whole concept for it, for what you feel is exactly what you need. The heart wants what it wants. Can't change that fact. I'm glad I have what i need. I fulfilled the desire my heart once ached for and I have only you to thank for, my love.