Love is a powerful force. We all grow up with an idea of what love truly is. But we learn over the years to adapt that image of love. Maybe our moms find themselves cuddled up alone for yet another Valentine’s Day.
For some of us love fades in and out leaving scars or wounds that never heals. The truth be told we temperature control how we love, when we love, where we love and who we love. Far beyond the thought of love is the spirit yearning to be loved. How we transition our thoughts of love is often influenced by the love we never received or the love we abundantly have been bestowed.
Here’s my quick thoughts on who the last person I said “I love you” to was.
I’ve been in the hospital for the last few weeks. That being said, the words “I love you” have been thrown around pretty carelessly. Then of course you have to factor in the so called loved ones that are bothering you every two seconds.
The only person bothering me today though is my mom. She did an awesome job with one of the paragraphs. But I’ll just deal with it today. Her and my friends and family are the ones I said I love you to today. But the most recent of all of them, was Enkose. He’s the last person I spoke to before writing this answer.
Just to be safe I’ll say it again bro… I love you Enkose.