Love

Everyone feels love differently, and no one is right or wrong for the way they feel.  There is a difference between love and obsession though.  I fine line between the two.  Being in love or even loving someone, doesn't mean smothering them, or even needing them to save you.  Threats are not love.  Lies are not love. Pain isn't even love.  Or those things aren't love to me.  I have made my share of mistakes, I have learned from them.  I have been in love only once in my life (my kids not included.. since loving them is a different kind of love).  People throw around the word love to get what they want, or because they need to say it or hear it. I'm not like that.  Yes, I need love.  I wish things had been different in my life.  The love of my life didn't love me back. I understand that.  I wasn't the love of his life.  I wish him well, I wish him the best.  Whatever that may be.  I wish him all the happiness in the world and then some.  But now it is time for me to move on.  It has been three years without him, the hardest three years of my life.  Knowing that I was never important to him, never his love has been a heart break.  But I deserve that.  That's life.  I have been through a living hell in three years.  I won't go through that again, I can't.  I won't.  I move forward.  I am not sure what the future holds, maybe someone is out there that I can love and that will love me back.  Until then I am ok without love.  I have been living without for years now.