Reasons of Love

Love...
For some reason I thought I was suppose to depend on others to know of it.
Love...
For some reason I thought I knew and had it all along.
Love...
For some reason I thought it made itself clear through actions and words.
Love...
For some reason I thought I could measure it, add to it, or take away from it
Love...
For some reason I thought it would come knocking on my door saying "hey here I am"
Love...
For some reason I thought what I read and reacted to would explain it
Love...
For some reason I thought it was a mystery and I had to figure out the puzzle in order to know it
Love...
For some reason I blamed it for the good things that happened and the bad.
Love...
For some reason I thought I had to work hard no matter what and I'd be gifted with it.
Love...
For some reason I thought I was a reason for it
Love...
For some reason I thought we were just born with it.
Love...
For some reason I thought if I prayed I'd receive it.
Love...
For some reason I thought that's what life was all about.
Love...
For some reason I thought there was an understanding embedded in our DNA that that's what we are.

Maybe I have too many reasons for love.
Maybe there is no reason.


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