Love is an action. A reaction to a myriad of emotions. Love is never wrong. That’s why it’s love and not hate. That’s why it’s love and not jealousy. That’s why it’s love and not any thing else.
Love happens when we forgive.
Love happens when we look past faults.
Love happens when music plays and the heart opens.
Love happens in a disagreement when the the heart chooses to understand.
Love is an action. It happens.. as a result of emotions combined with thoughts and experience and… also something else.. something in the soul that I can’t define or explain but it’s an instinct. Not black and white. An action. Love is an action. To me.