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Love...

“Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.” ~Rumi

Love. One syllable. A simple word with the most complex, layered, nuanced meaning. The deepest of human emotions, love. It’s the feeling we all want, need, crave. We all want to be loved.

Love hurts. It really does. It’s painful to feel true romantic love. It’s painful to have love and lose it. Unrequited love is one of the most painful human emotional experiences. Love twists up the core of me, an almost literal twisting in my chest happens around feelings of love.

Love has been a topic of interest for me the span of my life. I’ve watched myself in love, learned about myself, learned about love, heartbreak. Oh yes, I've experienced lots of heartbreak. I’ve felt my heart crack wide open. I've caused heartbreak, too, but never, meant, or wanted to. It seems unavoidable to be human and not to feel, or cause heartbreak.



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One must experience heartbreak to truly understand love. I know because I never truly understood love until I felt heartbreak. This happened late in my life. Before heartbreak, there was a sort of numbness in me, a stuffing down of emotions. Heartbreak on delay. I’m learning, always learning about love.

Once I fall in love with someone, I love them for life. No matter what happens between us, if we are in touch, or keeping distance, that person always holds a special place in my heart. I seem to be physically incapable of letting loves go.


There have only been a small few true loves for me, so far, and I treasure each of them.

Love, romantic love, is something I ponder every day. Yep, I’ll be writing more about love. Love, one syllable. A simple word, with an ocean of meaning.

Thank you for reading.

XO,

Michelle

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