One of those things

Love is one of those things that will surge like and ocean wave
Then fade to the gentle pump of a newborn’s heart

Love is one of those things that seem to slip like water through your fingers out of your soul and then push its way to the surface again

Love is one of those things that you can see everyday surrounding you like a blanket
But you can be numb to its touch for you know not the feel

Love is one of those things that you will never truly understand and you can hope for it forever but it will never come to you any faster then it must

Love is one of those things that can slowly creep up on you when all of your hope is lost
And when you find it you long for more every minute of your life

Love is one of those things that after you have found it and have truly embraced its power
You wonder how you could have lived without it

Love is one of those things that can come as child or animal, man or woman, friend or foe, forced or willed, but it will always come when you least expect it

Love is one of those things that seems to make you run, yell, scream, and cry but it also makes you hope, dream, wonder, touch, feel, think, and know beyond all imagination

Love is one of those things…

That never ends