Good Love

We dream of it. We imagine what it would be like.

We fight with every fiber of our being to construct it with the wrong people, leaving us scarred and bitter…damaged.

I suppose I’ll begin by elaborating on the effects of desiring good love. At times, we give good love and expect it in return.

We want this reciprocity because it would make us feel good. It would make us feel valued and appreciated.

Perhaps this is where we go wrong: searching for our self-value through the actions of others.

Rarely do we encounter another soul whose love is identical to our own.

People show their love and affection in different ways. I, however, seemed to reside in the idea that anyone can love me the way that I would. This mentality was a disaster waiting to happen.

I believe that love is similar to a puzzle.

We’re running around searching for the right fit.

We stumble upon a piece that we like and we push and twist them trying to make it right.

Hell, we even turn our other pieces around, rearranging ourselves to accommodate this piece when the truth is apparent:

We aren’t a good fit and this isn’t our good love.

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