Love is defined in more ways than one.
Once love is there, there is no ridding.
But lust, lust is of the mind, not the soul and not the heart.
Passion is love, lust just leads to hurt.
Love is overflowing and endless.
Lust leads to deprivation, confusion, and constant pondering of what it is you’re really striving for with that person.
Love is not trying to conform them to the lust you believe is….love.
Lust is forcefully defining what it is you see in that person now and not the better you want to see in yourself because of them.
Love is blind, has no limits, and no boundaries.
Love is hapiness, sadness, hurt & healing all in one.
An attempt at artificial happiness, leads to shredded hearts, lost souls and minds full of confusion.
Love is defined in more ways than one, but lust is not love.
Relationships scare me now.