I Love You

When I was young it was inconceivable that the world did not revolve around love. I remember watching movies where the hero and heroine barely knew each other and I could not imagine how each ended up going their separate ways in spite of the fact that they were madly in love.

Once I even thought that there could only be one possible love for each one of us. A soul mate, whose split apart, or twin, would forever try to reunite in spite of star crossed paths. I thought love was forever and could endure all things if it chose to.

I love those ideas. They are so romantic. That is truly what they are, romantic. It doesn’t mean they don’t occur. It only means I realize that love is so much larger than that.

Love is such an unimaginably large concept that I can never really describe it. I can only speak of some of its properties.

It makes it possible for me to speak to one person in terms of the whole universe. When I say the stars shine just for me, I mean the twinkle in your eyes sets my dreams on fire.

It is impossible for me not to say I love you, because that small part of you will always be mine and in the instant I remember it, it fills my whole heart.

It drips over the edges of that infinitesimal defined love that is framed in my heart and head and words and includes a million other people and things who seem to have no connection at all. But they are connected. We are all connected.

Far from being reserved for one face, or one moment, love lives, becoming larger and more potent as it expands. It is the light and the wind, the rain and the passion. It is you and I am you.