I feel warm inside, like i'm standing next to a big fireplace and it's giving me life. But i'm not by a fireplace, and it's actually pretty cold outside. Actually, quite cold. But never fear- it's not physical warmth that I'm feeling. I'm just feeling the warmth and the weight of love.
Weight? Isn't that heavy?
Oh no. It's a lovely feeling.
Like when someone hugs you really tight, or sits on your lap, or something like that. You know that feeling? I hope so. Because that's what I think love does. It just sort of smothers you, but still let's you breathe. It's freedom through abundance.
I don't know if I'm necessarily making sense, or if this is just one of those things that you think in your mind but don't tell others because it's just too complex, like a weird dream or perhaps a conspiracy theory that you've thought up. But I sure hope that's not what this sounds like.
The weight of love is overwhelming in a good way. The weight of love is consuming in a gentle way. The weight of love is ultimately fulfilling and satisfying. The weight of love is real.
It's warm, and it's humbling. And its worth it.
Weight? Isn't that heavy?
Oh no. It's a lovely feeling.
Like when someone hugs you really tight, or sits on your lap, or something like that. You know that feeling? I hope so. Because that's what I think love does. It just sort of smothers you, but still let's you breathe. It's freedom through abundance.
I don't know if I'm necessarily making sense, or if this is just one of those things that you think in your mind but don't tell others because it's just too complex, like a weird dream or perhaps a conspiracy theory that you've thought up. But I sure hope that's not what this sounds like.
The weight of love is overwhelming in a good way. The weight of love is consuming in a gentle way. The weight of love is ultimately fulfilling and satisfying. The weight of love is real.
It's warm, and it's humbling. And its worth it.