Dear World,
Everyone wants it, yet no one seems to truly have it. When someone claims they have found it, we're quick to tell them they couldn't possible understand it. It take years to build it, but only months to fall into it. Love is one of the most complicated emotions that a human being can experience, and we all live our lives in hopes that we will find that special someone that we can spend the rest of our lives with.
The movie Captain Corelli's Mandolin said it best: "When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No... don't blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away..."
Love, in the simplest terms, is what happens when two souls connect and make the realization that their time on earth would be better spent with each other rather than apart. Once this acceptance occurs, what happens next is based on time and fate. With love comes the birth of trust, doubt, fear, faith, and many more emotions that involve one human being placing their heart in the hands of another. The beauty of love lies within the tragedy of love; one cannot truly love until your heart has been broken beyond repair. And the person that puts your heart back together, is the one that you are meant to love forever.
Written With Love,
Letters To Cuba.
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