Butterfly Lines - a collection of love poems and short stories

Let's chat about love

Part II   

I guess most of you who read the previous chapter would think: 'Been there, done that'. Of course you have been on that little adventure and I'm sure some of you tripped over your feet and fell. You thought it was love and lost your virginity. If you read my poems and stories you would have noticed that I sent out a quite a few warning signals. This is serious, young people. You could end up with a husband you don't love and add to it a child or two. You will have no other option but to stay in that marriage for the sake of the children. Chances are you will never be truly happy, only content, and that is not good enough. It is not entirely your fault, though. Parents should speak openly about subjects like love and sex and teach their children that life is not a game. There are parents who talk to their children about the birds and the bees and fortunately some of those children have enough self respect, and choose to wait till they are old enough to even think about getting married. Unfortunately the majority of youngsters think they know better. Some children are just not happy at home and feel they have to escape, but they usually end up on the street or get into contact with older people who use them. Please know this: If anyone asks you to prove your love by being intimate with them, don't do it! It's a trick to get into your pants. If you think you partner is intimate with you because he or she loves you, be careful. It might be another trick to stay in your pants.

I am going to try my best to tell you what love is all about, and I am sure some of you would agree with me. Those are the ones who know what true love is. Some people think you have to know a person well enough to fall in love with him or her. Not necessarily. I know a girl who was attracted to a man for years. During those years they never spoke one word. In fact, the man did not even know the lady existed. It may sound uncanny, but the lady always knew that some time, the two of them would meet and she was scared to death, because somehow she knew that if they got acquainted, he would be the owner of her heart and soul, forever. It may sound strange, but she could sense his moods, knew exactly when he was agitated, worried or unhappy. Then one day they spoke for the first time. Because she thought he wouldn't pay much attention to her, she wasn't very nervous. After a short conversation, she turned around and was about to walk away, when he laid his one hand on her shoulder to hold her back. Warmth streamed through her body and her heart raced. The only thing that saved her from making a complete fool of her, was the ability to close up and not think of what she was feeling at that moment. She turned around, looked up into his face, and knew for certain that she would do anything to make this man happy. She fell hopelessly in love with him. How did she know this was true love? Every day, she would go on her knees and pray that the Lord keep him safe, grant him good health, happiness and fulfill his needs. Never once did she think of herself.

Love is about giving and wanting nothing in return. Accepting disabilities and flaws. Not to judge but to help make the wrongs right. To respect and be considerate. To try not to get angry but to be patient. To forgive and remember that no one is perfect. To share the pain and happiness, failures and successes. To be truthful and trustworthy. To sacrifice your own happiness for the sake of the one you love. If you are fortunate enough to know true love, treasure it. If you are still searching, never give up. If you are still not sure what you are feeling, search some more. You will recognize it when you feel it.

If there is someone out there who disagree with me, or want to chat about love some more, feel free to drop me a line.

Butterfly.
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