Love?
Let's not try to figure out what love is. Let's not try to define it. Let's not pressure or force ourselves to understand what love is.
And most importantly, never get stuck or fixated on one particular idea of what love is. Maybe love can never be jailed within a finite number of rules. Love may have a starting point. Love may even have an ending point too, maybe. But love may not have a measurement. Keep in mind: everywhere I said “maybe,” it also includes “may not be.” I am never fixating on anything.
Never use a definition of love to force someone to love you. Never force yourself to love someone. Never force love to remain forever on the same person, in the same form, or with the same intensity. If love wants to remain with the same person, in the same form, and with the same intensity, let it remain there on its own.
You have the freedom to love, but you must also let love be what it is. Never try to manipulate love. It only makes things worse. Don't try to imprison love within your foolish boundaries—the so-called “pride,” “respect,” or “what society will think.”
Staying is love.
Caring is love.
Supporting is love.
Waiting is love.
Manipulating is love.
Intelligence is love.
Foolishness is love.
And sometimes, even leaving is love.
Because love is infinite. Love is beyond our imagination.
Human beings may find out what exists on Jupiter, calculate the total number of stars in a galaxy, or even estimate the total number of grains of sand in the universe. But human beings may never, ever completely understand what love actually is.
Maybe Artificial Intelligence can understand what love is, but AI can never have the power to make human beings completely understand it.
Only at this point, I am completely confident—and I am not saying “maybe”: human beings can never completely understand what love is.
So instead of all these—instead of trying to understand love, or trying to forcefully attach definitions, rules, and regulations to it—we can simply love.
So that we can enjoy love. ❤️
