Everyone has a certain threshold for love...or their interpretation of it. For some people, love is gentle, kind, and even a bit magical. In their world, love is always pleasant and never involves sacrifice. As soon as a hint of adversity enters their relationship, they bolt onto the next person and start the courtship process all over again. Never quite understanding that one cannot simply elude setbacks forever. Perhaps one day, they will learn.
In my world, love contains light with just the right amount of fierceness added to keep things interesting. And by fierceness, I am not referring to unnecessary psyhcodrama which leaves everyone involved exhausted and more than a bit emotionally shaken. I want a love that can endure rough seasons and appreciate quiet ones.