Love Like Gravity
What if Love was a natural law?
What if was like oxygen-can’t breath without it. Or like gravity. Everything falls apart without it?
What if we don’t take loving people seriously, and instead love has become a matter of convenience? What if we treat people like accesories-only letting them into our lives and circles when they make us look good?
Many a songwriter and poet and artist have awakened us to the reality that without love things really do fall apart. But maybe this is a trade-off we can afford. Because love is hard. It’s painful. It’s frustrating to put up with people who don’t understand you. It feels stupid to keep holding out and holding on when people let you down. And I don’t know what that even looks like. I don’t know what it looks like to love people. Really love them.