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Where is the love?






 I love to hear the stories of elderly couples of how they fell in love and how they manage to stay in love for many years. It's very encouraging to hear stories that lead you to believe that maybe love is really still out there for you. Where is the love? For young people like myself I believe that ego has played a huge role in breaking down relationships. Everybody wants to be right all the time, everybody wants to look perfect to the world, everybody is looking for a partner that they will look good with. When this happens and then it falls apart they feel as if it's best to give up on love. The truth is it was never love to begin with. Love never failed us it was what we believed to be love. Everybody is in a rush to the altar and we don't take things slowly enough so that we can have long lasting connections. Our calls are quick and we text more than we call, we focus too much on sex and less on intimacy. We have let social media dictate what our relationships should be like and all of these preconceptions break it down in the end.

To get to know someone these days we read their Facebook profile and we fall in love with the images that they want us to see. We don't put in as much effort but we expect to have something that will last the stormy seas. Where is the love? Many of us can't find it so we settle for runner up positions like side chicks and side men. A society that is lazy in thinking will never find a love that will withstand hard times. Love isn't for lazy people or people who believe that they need to cheat to make things exciting. Where is the love? The love is within you and until you realize that you have no love to give anyone nor will you be able to understand when you are being loved. We are so desperate to find love at times that we accept disrespect and watered down loving and we think that it's okay. We are Kings and Queens and once you realize the beauty and worth of your soul you would rather  stimulate your own mind for the rest of your life than waste your love and knowledge on anyone who shows you disrespect.

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