How do you stop loving?
All my life and all these loves I’ve had, I can’t stop loving them.
Maybe I just don’t have an “off” switch when it comes to love.
I used to think I couldn’t let go.
But for me love is forever.
It doesn’t always work out. Change is constant, especially in people and relationships.
But love? The flavor of it may change yet it remains.
Flowers of a different color.
My high school loves? I love them even as memories fade; smiles and warmth still come.
My once wife? I love her even as we are unfortunately estranged. I’m forever grateful for wonderful memories and miraculous creation of a loving daughter.
My old flames? One tore my heart wide open, others widened it further, bringing forth more love of all different flowers.
The more I’ve loved, the more I’ve found there is to give.
Once I tried to stop loving to move on.
Instead I dried up, veins empty and heart barren.
Like blood, love gives life.
I can’t ever stop loving and I made peace with that.
Sunflowers. Roses. Daisies. Orchids. Chrysanthemums. Weeds.
I love ’em all.
Field of love near Micanopy, Florida
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