True love: Makes me fully alive.

I know couples. As friends. And I sense many intricacies of their relationships. The best of ‘em keep evolving. Their love becomes stronger. Others stagnate. Or grow apart. Disintegrate. Yes, relationships. In all kinds of stages. Occasionally, I try to interfere. To encourage fixing things. Becoming true lovers.  Not all love is true.  A true love keeps growing. Keeps expanding.  Knows no bounds. I need true love.  Without it. I am lost. Adrift.  With it. I am found. Fully and passionately alive. –Jim Broede