Love is not something we find; it’s something we carry within. It lives quietly inside of us—soft, steady, eternal. It’s the light that warms our soul and colors the world around us with meaning.
That is why we must keep loving—people, life, the simple moments, even the ones that hurt. Because when we stop loving, we lose more than a feeling; we lose the illusion that makes life beautiful. The stars fade, the music quiets, and we begin to forget who we truly are.
There will be people who cannot love us back, who will hurt us without reason. But remember this: they do so not because we are unworthy of love, but because they are still searching for it within themselves. Their pain runs deeper than their actions can show.
So, do not dim your light to match their darkness. Keep shining. Keep loving. Keep believing that love—pure, imperfect, and brave—is what keeps this world alive. The more we give it, the more we become it.
Because in the end, love is not something we lose—it is something we are.
