It’s not what You think it is. Reason being is that I am a different person. Different as in separate individual. I am not you and you are not me.
The Love I that Love is unique to me, and while that may sound selfish, it is what it is. Plain and simple, and I like it that way. The Love that I Love is simple, yet it is ever so complex. There are many tendrils that reach out in our three-dimensional reality. And I think emotional hurt is a derivative from tendrils that go beyond three dimensions, and reach out in multi-dimensional reality. Those 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 had or will have.
If I am still here, then those tendrils of love continue to grow and reach out. Expected or not, here they come. Those tendrils of love have brought, and will continue to bring more of the Love that I Love.
Petdad 