Love isn’t real

I’m beginning to realize that love does not exist. Love isn’t real and perhaps that intense feeling we get when we meet someone new is just a mix of dopamine with a hint of obsession and flattery.

I’ve realized I have to be prepared to never be loved the way I’ve always hoped and yearned for in this lifetime. That the love I crave is in fact not realistic and it’s truly something made believe. I realized nobody will ever love me the way I wish to be loved because a love like the one I crave does not exist; especially, in this realm and even more that I discover my spiritual gift. Im in search for a love beyond flesh and carry a deep wish for my entire soul and entity to be understood. It is a love I may never encounter as I know I am already very limited to the men I can be with in this life.

Being gifted means learning to be okay with always being the giver and never really receiving anything back. I guess sometimes that’s just the way it is for some of us.. you’re forever good enough to give but never good enough to receive.