We were initially born as one. At birth a lightning bolt struck us down the middle and split us apart. To the end of the world we were sent, only to find each other when the time was right.

 

We’ve got this great gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can’t just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it is going to get on by itself. You’ve got to keep watering it. You’ve got to really look after it and nurture it.

 

What greater things for two human souls than to feel that they are joined together to strengthen each other in all labour, to minister to each other in all sorrow, to share with each other in all gladness, to be one with each other in the silent unspoken memories.

 

What love is: It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your whole heart and soul to the smiter.

 

So many are the hearts that my words have come to touch. So many are hearts that have taught me to love so much. Beware to the one’s that choose to let my words in. For you just might love the real person that lives deep within!