If I tell you I’m in love with you,
how does that make you feel?
Good. Now if I tell you
that I’m equally in love
with everyone and everything else,
how does THAT make you feel?
Suddenly you may question my love.
As though there is a set quantity.
As though you deserve more
than anyone else, or it isn’t love.
You may actually believe that,
despite what I say, I don’t really love you.
Or that I don’t know what love is.
Maybe it’s you
who doesn’t know what love is.
You can believe what you want,
but love is not a needy thing in my book.
Rest assured, however,
that I’m still in love with you.
Mine is an infinite love.
Newfound Lake,
9/7
That’s a beautiful perspective on love—one that transcends boundaries and conditions. To love infinitely is to recognize the limitless nature of love itself; it doesn’t diminish when shared but multiplies, filling every space it touches. You encapsulate the essence of a love that doesn’t discriminate, that doesn’t prioritize, but simply is. And in being so, it becomes something far greater than most can comprehend. A love that is infinite is unfathomable in its depth, and yet, so simple in its purity. Thank you for sharing this transcendent view on what love can be.