What Love Isn’t

Love isn’t  being nice to everyone.
Love isn’t letting the world use you as a doormat.
Love doesn’t mean that everyone will like you.

Sometimes the greatest acts of love
cut to the deepest place,
and can change you forever.
And that’s ok.

Love isn’t ice cream on a cone,
or sweet flowers in a vase.
Love is a goodbye,
when hellos are holding you back
Or you suddenly hear your own lie.

Love is an ear,
when the mouth wants to move.
Love is seeing you,
without needing to see myself.

Love isn’t a complicated thing,
It’s all in the heart, 
Opening wide -
and suddenly expands…
Creating a new star.

Love is expansion
Holding within it’s own self
the possibility of everything.

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