Love Has No Place Here

Dear Heart,

I wrote these series of letters to get through to you that love just isn't for us. After a while, I started to change my thoughts and perceptions. I began to grow, learn, live. I grew to know that everyone deserves a true chance at love. That love does exist and when you find that right person you should try to hold on to them. That our expectations in one another are maybe too fanatical, over-processed thoughts of the "perfect one" become unachievable. Next thing we know love doesn't exist, because our dreams are idled by perfection. I too, was a victim of demise, of the mirage of perfection set over my eyes. It made me drink of its water which you would think would've quenched my thirst, but like a hot cola on a scorched summer day it made me thirst for something better. Not thinking of the simplest form of any beverage with the least impurities was right in front of me. That covers the earth in abundance, water. Water being the naturalist form of love, simple yet perfect. I grew to know that love is an obstacle in itself, achieved by only those willing to seek its divine powers, unlock the key to lifetime happiness. That permanent smile and inner glow. I learned that truly love in any form should be pure, un-disdained, passionate, intimate, and true. Last but definitely not least, I learned to live without fear that love comes from all places, those places we only thought love dwelled opened up a secret passage for something greater, the congruency between me and you, the heart and the mind. If we were both on one accord in a place that was chosen, common ground, oh the miracles when could create, the love we could share. But since its not possible, humanly, love has no place here.


Love,


The Mind