Caught Up Inside

I think most people are consumed with trying to find what is meant to be rather than letting it just be. It is so difficult to sit back and wait. We'd rather go out and search for what we need rather than letting it come to use at the perfect moment. So many times we make mistakes thinking they will make the path less rocky, when we realize only later that perhaps our choices are only stepping stones to further obstacles. Nothing is ever easy and not everyone can understand our reasons but ultimately your life is not meant for others to understand.

We search for the meaning of love and try to figure it out whether it means different things to different people. We desperately want to know what love is and if we are in it. Too many times we simply cannot explain why we love who we love and too often we are judged for those we choose to love. I think love is made up of a million things that seem to just fall into place, it should be not be something that is a forever long struggle. The struggle of relationships comes unfortunately, not within the love shared but within those who play a part in that love.

Love is not built on co-dependency but on individuality encompassed with respect. Some people cannot help but be drawn together; seem to belong by each other's side, that become best friends, lover, a piece of one another that makes the other complete. Then there are some people who are simply just friends. Being in love is not only passion but it is a bond. It is not just understanding and caring, it is deep influence in another. Love is knowing by just a glance, an impression on the soul, a simple holding of the hand, a beautiful moment in the dark, a small kiss that lingers all day, a laugh that keeps you smiling, an adoration, a learning, a friendship despite the world, and when everything is going wrong it is the one thing that feels right.

We are whole on our own but with this person we become a step beyond what we once were. With this person our heart smiles. Is it infatuation or love to want to be wrapped up in a person's arms, to long their presence, to be happy if only for a moment? What do we do with the hurt... the pain from the past, the thoughts that seep their way into our minds if we cannot just let them slip away? It is as if love can either trap us in a prison riddled with fear or it can be the most beautiful dream in which time seems to stand still. It is the truth that love never fails, but then why do we lose it so many times? Is that we never had it to begin with...

Faith is the only thing that can bring us truly to those moments in our lives in which we can clearly see love standing before us and those people we will forever cherish. The path to a glorious future is always clouded so the only thing left to do is put our life in God's hands remembering he has created one person for each one of us and that his plans are to prosper not to cause harm. Have faith in what lies ahead without fear of the unknown, never settling, keeping an end in sight, never lying, never deceiving, and loving as though you've never been hurt.