Bernie Michalik's posterous site

We waste our love. We love the wrong people at the wrong time for the wrong
reasons. We love people who no longer love us. We love people who never
loved us. Crazy people. Calculating people. Frauds. We love them all, and
more. We love people for what we thought they were, not what there are. We
love shadows. And we love ghosts. Such good love, like gold, tossed into
the sea, lost.

But love is not gold. Love is abundant. Like breathes and tears, sperm and
eggs, sweat and blood, we are filled with a wealth of love. We may parcel
it out in a miserly fashion, but love is no more rare than heartbeats.

It is right that love is tied to the heart. If you use your heart, it gets
stronger and beats harder and longer. Nothing the heart does is wasted.
Even the most useless of exercise benefits the heart, and that strength
makes your life better. So too with love. Every time you love someone,
something, your heart gets stronger. Life gets better.

Love is never wasted.

Thanks for reading this.
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