I'm still learning the art of love...

I don't know how many more punches, stabs and slaps I can take. Love has no boundaries but when people put up a boundary then its even harder to love them back.

I live with this feeling for most of my life, God says to love our enemies, and it's not like I have any, I don't label people like that. In fact I don't even believe I count someone as my enemy although maybe I could seem like one to them. But let's stretch that definition of enemy... What about people who annoy you, who get on your nerves, people that you are intimidated by, you don't or are not quite sure how to love them... What about those people?

I feel that we should still live them... but then is the meaning of love the same as the romantic kind or the same as being nice?

I am a sucker for being nice, I can't find it in my heart not tocare about people, I know this annoys people sometimes coz I'm always wonderig how they are, are they alright...mm do they need an ear.

I really drive myself insane sometimes, I sit for a while and when it's all over, when people say to you that they press your wrong buttons, I sit and wonder... Why do I even bother?
And even so , when I question that, inside of me I still cannot bring myself to give up on showing more love and care the only way I know how. And maybe I think it's time to change my tactic...allow myself to be a bit more schemy...

Coz I'm still learning the art of love, I'm still trying to not mess up...