Love is a powerful word, it is endearing to both the ears of the one who professes it and to the one who it’s being affirmed to. To some love is beautiful, glamorous, kind, patience, when it’s all good and intoxicating. But to many, love is cruel, bitter and a facade, when it has all gone sour.
So many people are prisoners of love. Love is supposed to be an adorable thing, something you look up to, something that puts a smile on your face whenever you think about it, and when you feel the butterflies, you wish it would last forever.
In the prison of love is like living in Cavity; you feel comfortable in a deep blue sea where your life is ending; you feel the pain but you don’t dare to walk out of the relationship, the fear sets you back thinking you will not find someone else better than him; you are stuck with no one to cry out your heart to. It’s like being in a room with no exit – you might feel suffocated, unhappy, or unable to pursue you.
When you say “I Love You”, do you mean it? And what do I Love You mean to you?
Are you a prisoner of love? Or have you imprisoned love? Let me know in the comments