Some days, People …

Some days, it’s hard for me to Love.

Love others.

Love circumstances and events.

Let me just leave it at : love in general.

You’d think this would not surprise me by now, but it does. Love never ceases to humble me in its simplistic nature; its unrequited power.

It’s the only thing we need to do, yet the hardest.

Isn’t that the way things go?