It’s not what You think it is. Reason being is that I am a different person. Different, as in I’m not you. We are two people, you and me.
The Love I that Love is unique to me, and while that may sound selfish, it is unique to me. It is comforting, and I like it that way. The Love that I Love is simple, yet it is ever so complex. There are many tendrils of love that reach into our three-dimensional world. And I believe an emotional hurt is a derivative from the tendrils that go beyond our three dimensions. Those tendrils reach out and into a multi-dimensional reality. Those dimensions we cannot see or understand.
The Love that I Love is beyond me. From everything I have done, or will do. From everything I have said, or will say. From every accomplishment I have, or will have. From every tendril of that love I have experienced, or will experience.
If I am still here, then those tendrils of love continue to grow and reach out. Expected or not, they come. Those far-reaching tendrils of love have brought me, and will continue to bring me, more of the Love that I Love.
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