Makes me want to live forever.

I build my world. With words. With thoughts. With my imagination. I try to make sense of it all. Don't know that I do. But I may fool myself into thinking that I have a reasonable grasp of reality. That's what I have been doing all my life. I've convinced myself that I've been in love. For a relatively long time. In the past. Now. And that I'll still be in love in the future. For as long as I am alive. Love. That's my salvation. My inspiration. My purpose. Otherwise, I'd have no reason to live. Oh, I probably could settle for less. Something less than love. But I'm not sure what it is. All I know is that I feel better when I am love-driven. Makes me want to live forever. So that I can savor love. --Jim Broede