Love is always equated with something in
this life, whether you realize it or not... it is. Due to this factor I find
myself asking will God really love me no matter what? Heck, I don't even love
myself half the time if I am being really honest.
In this world love comes with a price tag, always, whether we choose to see it on a conscious level or not. That's why my brain gets so confused. How can a love be so selfless and loves you regardless of the return rate? Really though, that's a beautiful thing and we should bask in it.
