Hands
Love has no beginning and no end. It is the pulse of life. Instinctual in nature. A constant that has existed forever and will continue to exist until the day this rock explodes. As infants, we understand this logic as truth. But then life takes hold and drives us away from our instinct and toward our desires. Yet, the more we manipulate love, based on what we want it to be, the farther we are from the truth. You might be able to force your idea of love onto others, and you may even find another who shares your vision, but love doesn’t work that way. It doesn’t take requests. And it doesn’t negotiate. It simply waits, as it always has, for you to recognize, receive and reciprocate it.

Love doesn’t need you.

Sometimes the best any of us can do is randomly collide with love as we dance after our desires in life. Some of us are even lucky enough to latch on. Though most of us lose our grip. It is said, however, that it’s better to have latched on, than not. Don’t believe it, though. I’ve lost my grip before, and here’s my advice – once you latch on, hang on. Because true love? It doesn’t lie. It doesn’t have to. It doesn’t need you. It just is.

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Jim Mitchem

Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. @jmitchem on twitter. First novel, Minor King, out now.

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