Love to Love You
I have this yearning, this need to love everybody. Love my family, my friends, my neighbors, the haters, and even love my enemies.
Harboring hate is so difficult for me, and I would like to assume for you too. It causes too much stress, inflicts too much pain, and simply wastes too much energy.
When the world starts telling you things like you’re too nice, weird, ignorant, naive, stupid, weak, etc. for wanting to love everybody, that makes me wonder. When did wanting to love your kind become a bad thing? Is it really me? Am I the one with problems? Or is it everyone else?
If everyone told me that I was too idealistic, does that warrant me to stop being so? Now if everyone decides to do so and start being a little more cynical, guarded, and un-idealistic or as many would like to correct me “more REALISTIC”, how would the world heal? How do things get better? Now who’s setting an example for what?
Does it get better because no one trusts anyone? Does all the pain go away because we learn to distance ourselves from one another? Does it get better when the meaning of All for One and One for All becomes Me and My Circle First?
When people say “What doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger”, does that mean be a bitch so you won’t get hurt again? Be bitter because the world is an ugly place?
All these questions with such debatable answers.
I think I’ll stick with my so-called ideal ways.
Please don’t call me ignorant, I’m far from, through my own mistakes and learning from others. I know the world is full of more than just angry, mean people, but I choose to be ideal; I feel more peaceful that way.
I too have been kicked, stabbed, and spat on. It didn’t kill me, so let it help me grow a thicker skin in case it happens again. I refuse to live in fear or grow bitter.
I’ll continue to come back in head strong with twice the amount of love to give. This time, with more caution and better judgment of course. I refuse to give up my “being nice”. There’s just too much love to give and receive to live my life any other way.
The love I feel from others is always more than enough to help me put the negative experiences in a place where I’ll only use as a reminder when needed.
That way I will never hinder myself from being vulnerable to loving others and being loved.
Whether you’re Christian, Buddhist, Muslim, Agnostic, Atheist, Hindu, black, white, blue, green, yellow, tall, short, wide, narrow, etc. etc. it doesn’t matter, I love people. I love you.
I’m grateful for my ability to forgive. I am even more grateful for my ability to love.
One thing I learned growing up and refuse to ever forget,
Jesus said love everybody. That’s what I know.
-ilovetoshare






