Oh, how unaware I’ve been yet again, thinking of love in all the wrong ways.

Longing for the day that it would be bestowed upon me. Limitless and boundless like sunshine through the rain.  

That when I received this gift, I would have no demons left to conquer, for with love by my side they wouldn’t dare come near.

It’s only now that I realise love was never a thing for me to obtain. It wasn’t a tool for me to wield or source of strength for me to plunder. It wasn’t an external supply for me to consume.

I know now, that love is mine to create and its endless joy lies in giving it away.