To me, loving is empathy.
Putting myself in their shoes
and feeling their pain,
but hopefully I feel their joy too!
So what is my joy to me?
Feeling something other than myself and wanting a happiness for someone else?
Sometimes I feel a joy in creating
happiness, but I want to forget mine.
Feeling happy means feeling guilty if the person I love is miserable, even if it's not my fault.
So, I ask myself , what can I do?
Love... and hopefully it will all make since to me before I die without a smile on my face!