Love Blind

Good morning, we say love is color blind but is it love that’s color blind or our superficial motives? We can indulge in the fruits but when it’s time to take on responsibilities we bail. Leaving one stranded to pick up pieces that we have left in utter chaos. Love is not color blind but blinded by fornication that we call love. A short term pleasure that has created long term disasters of broken hearts, animosity, low self-esteem, confusion, unforgiving doubt and alienated friendships. Love was intended to be simple enjoyment that we made so complicated. There’s no basis of trust or loyalty to start the inquiry. Responsibility for actions taken are not owned up to and left high and dry. The leading of unwanted repercussions are warranted by selfish egos. Love is a threat that everyone is afraid of. So we hide behind brothels of sinful pleasures that have accumulated uncountable victims. If we stop viewing love as a threat and embrace its natural submission we would find more answers we’ve been looking for. The pleasure will not end shortly but felt everlasting without the evidence of secretion. The purity and enriched power will be set back into motion showing life as only one should experience. If we could only stop running before it’s lost. Love has no boundaries but time waits for no man.