Love's True Nature. (1 min 21 sec)

I love you — but not in the way you think. This isn’t the “cling-to-your-body” kind of love. It’s not possessive. It’s not about filling up the empty spaces inside me by grasping at something outside myself. I love you because your presence reminds me of what’s real — what’s beyond form, beyond flesh, beyond this dream we both walk through.

In you, I see the spark of the Divine, the echo of something eternal that whispers to me: “Wake up.” I don’t love your body. I love the light through your body, the truth within you that can't be touched by time, decay, or death. I’m not interested in building fantasies of you or making you play a role that satisfies my ego’s desires. My love for you isn’t here to worship your form — it’s here to break the illusion that form means anything at all.

You and I are not these bodies, not these fleeting thoughts. We are the same mind, calling each other back to what we truly are. When I look at you, I see the reminder that nothing here holds real value — not even you in the way the world would measure it. What I love is the essence, the pure presence, the eternal Self that’s hidden behind all the noise of this world.

So, no, I don’t love you the way you might expect. I love you enough to refuse to believe in the lies we’ve built around love. I love you enough to see you beyond the veil.

Together, let’s remember who we really are.

Always in truth.

#thinkgod
I am sorry.
Please forgive me.
Thank you.
I love you.