“How may I love you? 

Or how do I make you love me?

Is there a list that I can follow, a list of things that will make you smile?

Should I buy you flowers, or dedicate a whole garden for you in my backyard? 

Should I drive you home every night, and never cease to pick you up first thing in the morning?

I would write you a poem, a song to touch your tender heart. I would hold you in my arms in the darkest cave and carry you through, until we meet face to face with daylight. I would ask the sun to stop and the moon to hold its breath, if time is what you require.

I wish to never see the curve of your mouth turn downwards. 

So, what can I do to make you feel my love for the rest of your life?”

“But darling, Love is more than just about ‘doing’. Love is about ‘being’.

You don’t have to strive mercilessly to express your Love for me. There is no better way to show me Love than to just be yourself — the person that I fell in love with.

Your very existence is Love. Love is who you are, Love is embedded within you.

When you have embraced the fact that you are one with Love, everything you do will naturally flow out of it, flow out of Love.

Love isn’t just about feelings, not just about keeping me happy. If we must grow to become who we are created to be, then it won’t be all sunshine and rainbows, all smiles and laughter.

Being pruned hurts, being chiselled off is painful. But we are pruned and chiselled off so that the very core of our being is revealed. And at the very core of our being… is Love.

Love me by being secure with yourself, by being yourself.

Because there is no one in this world that I would rather be with than the real you.”

Cheers,

Axioo