Love. What a beautiful thing.
Makes the world go around and acts as the through line for almost every film or story ever told.
A beautiful thing.
But wait a minute, what the heck is it?
I know when I feel it. I know when I see something I think represents it. But how do I explain it?
If someone was to ask me to define love in the most clear and tangible sense I am not sure I could meet the challenge. It is beyond words, it is an experience. How do I use something as limited and narrow as language to define and explain something as complex and broad as this?
I recently discovered an old lover of mine has moved on. He has officially found a new love. Someone else.
The burn of this discovery was so intense I felt overwhelmed.
It was almost as if the love I felt for this person was brought to the surface as an effect of feeling it slip away.
It felt as though his new love had invalidated my own precious love. That somehow the fact that he could be with another person after me meant that my love was not as special as I had originally thought.
Enter amazing, wonderful, and honest friends to help shine a light on the reality of the situation. They gifted me the flashlight of logic and truth I needed to get out of the cave of confusion and self pity.
“How can your own personal experience ever be replaced or duplicated?”
Just like I cannot define the feeling or experience of love for anyone in a way that would give you the same feeling I have, no one can replicate or duplicate the same experience I had.
That is mine. My life and my treasures of love, disappointment, excitement and passion are all mine. I couldn’t share them, rid myself or them, or erase them even if I wanted to for they are me. They make up my current DNA.
Each love of my life will forever be that, the love of my life. And the beauty I see is all for me, no matter how much I blog or talk or share that which inspires me with the rest of the world, I will never be able to transfer that to anyone in the exact way I ingested it.
All of a sudden I feel very alone and very small. To know that each person is going through the same process I am, and yet having an experience that is impossible to fully share is the most humbling and empowering recognition I have had in a long time.
So, back to love. I will continue to read love poems, watch romantic comedies, and hit repeat on all of my favourite love songs. But it means something very different now. It is quiet, private, and unique. True love. Something sacred and personal. Thank you to all the best loves of my life.

Add yours Comments – 65

  • juliaAlvarezS

    on March 4, 2011 at 4:21 pm

    Love…… (L)

    • darrel

      on March 24, 2011 at 5:19 pm

      Hi Alison

      I luv the deep thought of your post we have all been there and felt the hurt and the enjoyment of each moment.

      daz

  • 3tesla

    on March 4, 2011 at 5:32 pm

    Applying “logic” to “love”? That’s an interesting mix of ‘head’ and ‘heart’!

  • RobLacey

    on March 4, 2011 at 6:16 pm

    To me there is something incredibly liberating about writing feelings down about a past love.

    When the head and the heart bounce emotions, feelings and thoughts back-and-forth all day long with no end in sight. Torn between the want and need to rid yourself of the cycle of pain and not wanting to lose what might be the last emotional connection you have to that person.

    I believe that writing the story of lost love down on a piece of paper allows the heart an escape from the torment, but gives the reassurance that you can return to the emotions you felt at that time at some point in the future to remind yourself of the good times and not so good times.

  • Krazy

    on March 4, 2011 at 6:56 pm

    I feel really close to you at this instant…i know the feeling you are talking about …I’ve got to admit that i’m scared of Love…Real Love,because the strongest it is, the more painful it feels (atleast for me) and yet, you can’t leave without it (talking once again by experience) 🙁
    Allison, never change anything cause you are one of the most beautiful person i’ve ever “read”!
    Much love and thanks for sharing with us your vision of Love…

  • 1 Jade Ruby

    on March 4, 2011 at 10:51 pm

    Although I hesitate to say that I can explain love, I am well aware of the many facets that it can have. We only have one word for it in English, but we know it can take different forms. Perhaps some would say that I am unlucky in that I have yet to feel jealous. When I “love,” the well being of the loved one is more important to me than what interactions may be possible between us. I don’t have to apologize that I don’t think, “That should be ME!”

  • Baron Redman

    on March 4, 2011 at 11:33 pm

    I have only loved once really. Like I supsected…I lost her. Not a day goes by that I don’t remember her smile, or how she looked in the mornings or how when I saw her face all my pain and self loathing faded. She was the light in the darkness, the sunrise over my world. And when that light, that sunrise was gone I found myself alone, for the very frist time in my life I was alone. I felt as if a piece of me was taken away and I had no choice over the matter. I tried everything I could to forget her but love, well, it doesn’t play by our rules. Maybe casue it knows what best. And we only THINK we know whats best but in the end, Love always comes through even when people don’t.
    A few weeks ago we started talking again, I felt good about this, I thought we were going to try and make things work. Until…she told me that she didn’t love me anymore and could never love me the way she used too. This is the same woman who, on our 1 year anniversary, gave me a list of 365 reasons why she loved me, she had written down one reason per day that we were together why she loved me. And now, she can look that same person she wrote about in the eye and say, “no, I don’t love you and I won’t ever again”. Nothing hurt more then that. And now I live with the thought that she will find some college, good looking guy to take my place. There are no words for how that feels, no thoughts to discribe. Just hurt.
    “Why me?” I keep asking. “Why is she moving on and I’m still loving her?”. Questions are a funny thing, you never get the answers when you are looking for them. Maybe one day I will find my answer to these questions. But until then, all I have are OUR memorys. Memories of laughing, star gazing, date nights, movie nights, editing sessions, late night talks about love and life and where we are going as humans and where we have been. All those memories, all those thoughts, those are are ours and ours alone. No new man can take those away.
    Yes, I am alone and she is going to find that right man for her. But you know what? I love her, so I will give her away to someone else who will bring her all the love, joy, grace and peace that she deserves because in love…there isn’t any defeat.

    Keep your head up kido, true love never quits trying to find us and we should never quit trying to find it!

    “Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.”

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tAGjpRBoWA&feature=email

    Baron M. Redman

  • Solti

    on March 5, 2011 at 12:29 pm

    It’s passion without limit for someone… with personal tailored fellings and experiences. The same experience to live differently. But, listen to your heart! Your feelings like an invidual… unique and unrepeatable 🙂

  • Baron Redman

    on March 5, 2011 at 1:59 pm

    My last comment never posted so I won’t do a novel this time, I’ll just say “Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.”

  • Julio Vidal

    on March 5, 2011 at 4:48 pm

    I have recently got in touch with my first love via Facebook, after more than 12 years without having seen each other, and my mind, despite having forgotten events, conversations and images, has transmitted to my body exactly the same feelings I had 12 years ago.
    Love moves in levels of energy that are higher and faster than our own thoughts, memories or reasonings.
    How come love does not content itself just with love? Is it us who confound different emotions with love? Maybe our pride does not let us accept that there are certain things that cannot be understood through logic, things you just happen to know, and that’s it.
    “Sighs are air and go to the air!
    Tears are water and go to the sea!
    Tell me, woman, when love’s forgotten
    Do you know where it goes?”
    -Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer

  • Beth

    on March 5, 2011 at 10:44 pm

    “How do I use something as limited and narrow as language to define and explain something as complex and broad as this?”

    I second that question. There doesn’t seem to be a word in the english language strong or powerful enough to describe the overwhelming emotion we call ‘Love’.

  • Beth

    on March 5, 2011 at 10:46 pm

    By the way, Allison, don’t ever change who you are for anyone else. You are already an amazing woman.

    • Torias

      on March 6, 2011 at 2:35 am

      I’d like to amend that to “Don’t ever change who you are for any reason.” Not a lot of things in the world are worth compromising your principles for. Always trust your instincts; even if they don’t give you the right answer, you’ll be able to say with honesty it wasn’t the wrong answer, either.

      Rule #1: Every rule has its exceptions.

      Rule #2: Rule #1 occasionally applies to itself.

  • Bouroux

    on March 6, 2011 at 2:24 am

    Hi Allison
    Your analysis of love is very touching and realistic.
    Love gives us the impression of being light, be good about yourself and forget the rest of the world. The love for someone or something is eternal? Yes and no. It changes because we all change. At the physiological level, studies have shown that the biological effects (pheromone) disappear after five years. The brand new, beautiful gives way to routine. Passionnate love gives way to a more reasoned and deeper love. The person loved not necessarily change how we thought. The adaptation and compromise become very useful tools. In love, there’s no instruction manuals, all based on emotions. Loving someone sometimes becomes complicated because our relations generate all kinds of emotions that the, existence was unknown to us before.
    Love is not exclusive and it is real when it is lived.
    The fact of loving a person for a certain period of time and love another later explained by the changes that life put in our way.
    The feelings you experience from the new love of your former lover is touching. I’ve never experienced this kind of situation but the fact of losing something makes it sometimes more desirable. In life, there is nothing irreplaceable but like everyone is the center of his universe, this kind of change upsets our universe.
    Do not forget that you’re an artist, the strength of artists is their greater sensitivity to the level of creativity and interpretation. This sensitivity is present in your life everyday.
    I think we need to love and be loved.
    As you often say, the changes we make up, but they move us beyond our comfort zone.
    I wish you a wonderful Sunday for your last two performances. I wish I could attend a performance but it has not been possible. I hope one day see some video clips of your interpretation of Edie.
    Thanks for your return on your site.
    Good night

    Claude

  • Kevin

    on March 6, 2011 at 7:20 pm

    Love <3

  • Beth

    on March 7, 2011 at 3:09 am

    “I’d like to amend that to “Don’t ever change who you are for any reason.” Not a lot of things in the world are worth compromising your principles for. Always trust your instincts; even if they don’t give you the right answer, you’ll be able to say with honesty it wasn’t the wrong answer, either.

    Rule #1: Every rule has its exceptions.

    Rule #2: Rule #1 occasionally applies to itself.”

    You’re right, Torias. That does make more sense than what I wrote. I must admit I was thinking more specifically relationship wise, but you make an excellent point.

  • mari_guerra

    on March 7, 2011 at 12:08 pm

    Everything you said is so deep and true.

  • loveuso

    on March 8, 2011 at 1:10 pm

    LONELY AS THE COLD DARK OF SPACE>>THE TRANSISTOR BURNS ACROSS THE AIRWAVES ERASING THE MEMORIES OF YESTERDAYS PAIN> HER BRILLIANT GAZE OVERWHELMS THE NIGHT SKY OF MY HEART REMINDING ME OF HOW LOST AND EMPTY I AM WITHOUT HER

  • nihilius79

    on March 9, 2011 at 2:16 am

    This ‘analysis’ was very intuitive and awe-inspiring!
    The privacy and duplication of experiences are genuine philosophical questions… From phenomenological point of view we could hardly reflect upon our actual emotions, feelings and other experiences. Experiences tend to slip away in the mean time when we observe them. They behave like atomic particles; they are able to change their state because of the observer’s intervention. But in our everyday situations we are ‘absorbed’ in our constant flux of experiences, thoughts, and emotions. Opposite to absorption, self-awareness tends to alter the primordial way of experiences, tends to interpret and rewrite the continuous feeling of ‘being in the world’ or ‘being in love’ and so on.
    What about the ‘duplication’ of the past experiences? Phenomenology argues that the constant flux of experiencing change is a dynamic interplay between the past experiences and the current experiences. A quick alteration in personal relationships can ‘rewrite’ the past experiences immediately. This is a very intriguing phenomenon, phenomenology calls it ‘retroactivity’. Retroactivity is more than just remembering a past event, or emotion. Retroactivity brings the past experience in the now in a fresh way, it represents the past in a new form, within a very different emotional atmosphere. We are unable to duplicate our experiences without some kind of affective alteration…
    I agree deeply that love is private and unique. In my opinion the substantial question is that, is there any possible way to feel empathy and mutual understanding? Of course, maybe poems have the unique capacity to transmit emotions and experiences between different people. Buddhist monks and other eastern traditions claims that we are deeply interconnected in the deep fabric of the universe, and every living being is a special kind of mirror of the big whole… But of course this does not mean that we should forget or abandon our ‘sacred and personal’ feelings. There is no final philosophical answer regarding the question of sharing experiences!

  • Robin

    on March 9, 2011 at 5:21 am

    Having read all the comments above what more can I add.

    I guess love comes in many forms, is intangiable and like you have said impossible to explain in words.

    I imagine , part of the process of being a writer, poet, painter oreven actress is taking feelings, concepts and interpreting them in your own unique way to others in attempting to explain and explore those very things that we all find so difficult to put into words or say.

    All of us are in part made up of our life experiences, that continue to change and shape us each and every day.

  • 3tesla

    on March 9, 2011 at 8:25 am

    “Experience is how life catches up with us and teaches us to love and forgive each other.”

    Judith Marjorie “Judy” Collins, singer/songwriter (1939-)

  • Alexander Jinse

    on March 9, 2011 at 10:43 pm

    Ms. Mack,

    Though I have been a frequent visitor of this site for a while, and that of your “friendly” company, I usually visit and disappear into the dark once again. Its the light of that which is you that shines at the end of the tunnel of which I have combed through the dirt of this Earth, and after a long journey that is continuous, I can not help to resurface to see an Angel within this cosmic dust that we call… Hmm.

    I have no name for this surface, because I’ve only learned to see when I see people like you and “Kreukie.”

    I don’t mean to digress, but love is just that, it leaves us spiraling, and orbiting as if we are a galactic comet, and its only the gravity of someone that is a “Star” (beyond the approach of Hollywood and the ‘bizarre’), that we find a way to ground ourselves again.

    I have learned to love humanity once again because of Queens like you and Royalty.

    So for the lucky man you will crown King one day…

    What a lucky man at Heart.

    Peace.

    “Love to dream what you dream to love.”

    • Alexander Jinse

      on March 9, 2011 at 10:45 pm

      Sorry to double post, but I really wanted to see your show in NYC… Especially because I was there a month or so ago on a “business” trip, I could have used the relaxation lol.

  • devon williams

    on March 11, 2011 at 10:01 am

    your outlook on love is beautiful.

  • RobLacey

    on March 11, 2011 at 4:44 pm

    To me there is something incredibly liberating about writing feelings down about a past love.

    When the head and the heart bounce emotions, feelings and thoughts back-and-forth all day long with no end in sight. Torn between the want and need to rid yourself of the cycle of pain and not wanting to lose what might be the last emotional connection you have to that person.

    I believe that writing the story of lost love down on a piece of paper allows the heart an escape from the torment, but gives the reassurance that you can return to the emotions you felt at that time at some point in the future to remind yourself of the good times and not so good times.

  • Rin

    on March 13, 2011 at 7:08 pm

    How can someone describe love? Thank goodness for metaphors:

    Love is like a liquor filled chocolate candy. The first taste feels like heaven, but after it melts, it turns bitter, and afterwards it leaves a horribly bittersweet aftertaste that sometimes makes you wonder if that first taste was worth it. No matter what, it has already make you ruin your diet, for you will always crave that first sweet taste and wish that one of them will turn out to be filled with cherry syrup instead.

    Rin (2011)

  • Daniel

    on March 14, 2011 at 3:25 am

    It’s interesting reading this, as it’s something I’ve though a great deal about myself. While the urge to connect with others and share experiences is one of the most human things in the world, I think it’s the very impossibility of truly sharing anything with anyone that makes that desire so strong. We all have a need to be less alone than we innately are. You can’t share a perception or even a feeling – it belongs to you and you alone. This is why you could never prove that two people see green as the same color. There’s scientific evidence as to what part of the spectrum comprises green, but who’s to say that you don’t perceive seeing that part of the spectrum in a different way than I do?

    But I think for me, love is knowing that you truly aren’t alone. And it’s not sensing that you’re not or feeling that you’re not. It’s knowing you’re not alone. It’s unspoken, it’s tangible, and it’s beautiful. It’s the space between two people when there need be no language, no more understanding than what’s in both souls simultaneously, knowing that the other is experiencing precisely what you are at precisely the same time. In other words, for me, love is a perfect, effortless communication that needs no empirical evidence.

    Love is also selfless. And it doesn’t ask for anything in return. There is someone right now out there whom I’ll likely never be with, never be able to take care of or love in the ways I wish I could – but I still love her. And I won’t stop loving her even if I get nothing in return, because I would rather spend my life pouring every ounce of emotional energy into her – the only person who’s ever made me feel as though I truly wasn’t alone – than waste a single moment faking it with someone else.

    I’ve also developed a short credo for myself over the years. It says “love is that point at which caring is no longer a choice”. Faced with a brick wall of impossibility, I would still love the person I love. Because it isn’t within my power to feel otherwise.

    • Alexander Jinse

      on March 14, 2011 at 2:34 pm

      You seem to be a lover, my friend.

      I hope you don’t mind my intrusion, but you have a way with words and I think these fruits of yours require more eyes to see the beauty of your vision.

      What we see as love is our own emotional state, and I must say I don’t feel like I can say anything beyond what you have stated.

      Nonetheless, the only thing that “grays” these opulent rays, is that the energy invested in one that you say can not possibly send love back your way?

      I have fallen in love with someone that I thought was beyond my approach, but I’ll share you with one of my own invested perception.

      Love to dream what you dream to love.

      This life has only one story to tell, its who you share it with that it becomes a fairy tale.

      My friend, and I says this with a humble tone, you seem to understand the illumination of the winds that move us in its sway, so for your love to find itself back to your day, I hope you find your Sun in its restful place.

      I have fallen in love with a Star that seemed outside of my own universe, how can one defy such gravity in the first place?

      Believe, and like you said yourself, “love is that point at which caring is no longer a choice”, so stop “carrying” this and let yourself lose and orbit… I say this to myself every day when I see her picture, because she is a Star and I’m one below, so to reach her above, well…

      Dream to fly, don’t we all?

      No Superman,
      Mr. Jinse

    • 3tesla

      on March 15, 2011 at 5:27 am

      > It’s unspoken, it’s tangible, and it’s beautiful.

      For ‘spirtitual’ people like myself, for whom life is far more than just body and mind, true love involves a deep ‘spiritual connection’ (which goes beyond the sum of the individuals’ emotions) and it’s our entwined ‘spirits’ that allow us to communicate, or sense, our love without the need for words, like “I love you”, or even actions, like hugs.

  • Beth

    on March 15, 2011 at 3:40 am

    Daniel, that is beautiful:)
    It’s the kind of unique description that you don’t hear often enough.
    I agree wholeheartedly with all four paragraphs.
    Very well said…or written as the case may be.

  • Aysha

    on March 16, 2011 at 10:56 pm

    I second Beth’s statement. Absolutely beautiful and perfect wording.

    I took a Christian Marriage class in college, and one statement my professor made still sits deeply in my heart today. He said, in a nutshell, that love is the willingness to extend oneself to another. In other words, it’s like opening one’s floodgates of emotions, intimate thoughts, and dreams to the other without holding back and being willing to change in the light of the other person. And, the change comes naturally, it is not a task.

    It’s amazing how many different perspectives we have on love, yet we all know what it is when it occurs within us.

    A completely different outlook on love comes from Dr. Helen Fisher in her book, “Why We Love.” It takes a chemical and evolutionary approach to love and what occurs in our brains when we love – this includes the simple act of looking at a picture of one’s significant other and monitoring the activity in the brain. Even though she breaks it down scientifically, the message at the end of the book is that we all love, and it is something that has transcended culture, time, and even species.

    It’s such a dynamic topic and I am glad that Allison picked it because you get a potpourri of perceptions!

    -Aysha

    • 3tesla

      on March 17, 2011 at 6:53 am

      Does love have a cerebral component too?

      If a child emotionally wants a second biscuit (cookie) but cerebrally chooses not to take one after Mum (Mom) says no, is that disciplined obedience as much an act of love, in terms of respect, as saying ‘I love you’?

      • Aysha

        on March 17, 2011 at 10:56 pm

        Hmm….interesting thought. I would not know. The brain is a complex machine. I wonder how these nuanced ways of expressing love factor into the research behind love chemically.

        Would be an interesting project to pursue!

      • 1 Jade Ruby

        on March 18, 2011 at 3:40 am

        The pursuit of the cerebral component of “love” may take us into an entirely new paradigm of how the Cosmos operates as we get closer to the meeting of the subjective with the objective. After all, subjective is merely a definition only, there is no actual dichotomy. It’s just that in the West, some feel more comfortable with machine generated data and number crunching.

        I have long speculated that the new subjective/objective machine enhanced paradigm could lead to direct communication with the living entity formerly known as God (of whom we all are an intimate part of). In the two scenarios I put forth– the information is either monopolized by the powers that be, or the information is given to the entire population of the world.

        Let’s just take one example, precognition and crime. On the one hand we could have something like “Minority Report” where the government keeps the information to itself for the fighting of crime. The flip side of that is what if everyone had available a “Walkman” sized device for themselves? In the second scenario where everyone would be forewarned of any crime, the people who did not wish to participate in such a society could all move to Australia (Sorry mates!).

        What indeed, is the cerebral component of love?

        • Aysha

          on March 20, 2011 at 3:42 pm

          Interesting that you make that point. You mention that the coalescing of subjective and objective will lead us closer to God. The Arabic term for God is Allah, which (forgive my loose translation) means the one who will make you fall madly in love with Him.

          • 1 Jade Ruby

            on March 21, 2011 at 1:11 pm

            The hum of the stars can be heard with the
            speed of light,
            speed of thought,
            speed of–
            The darkness speckled with light
            Surrounds us.
            Darker than the blackest black,
            Dark as the complete absence of light–
            A wish.

            Music enters my mind.
            The music of infinite beauty,
            The music of galaxies moving swiftly through
            To share eternity with you my love.

  • Krazy

    on March 17, 2011 at 10:04 am

    Daniel, i definitely agree with Beth and Aysha! it’s Beautiful and really represent perfectly what love is (especially when you say ““love is that point at which caring is no longer a choice”. Faced with a brick wall of impossibility, I would still love the person I love. Because it isn’t within my power to feel otherwise”.I absolutely love this statement! I wish i was able to express my vision of Love like that but being a private person(and Love being a private feeling),it’s difficult to explain…

    • 3tesla

      on March 19, 2011 at 8:13 am

      Yes, “love is that point at which caring is no longer a choice” is a very beautiful, and also insightful comment – true love is a force which *compells* us to do good.

  • Nando

    on March 17, 2011 at 1:54 pm

    Do not agree. Maybe I am too romantic. True love is one for life. I believe in the soul mate, the only one that can warm your heart till it burst. Thank god at least I can find. Every one of us is born for a purpose and each one of us is born to unite forever with its own half.

  • Hendrik

    on March 17, 2011 at 2:10 pm

    What is love if not costly? Real love demands sacrifice that can’t be found in self-centeredness. You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. Sacrificial love requires that we give what we value most: our hearts, minds, souls, and strength. Real love does not always follow our natural inclinations, it is not an impulse from feelings.
    Love can only be understood from the actions it prompts. When we bear with the failings and weaknesses of others, divine love reveals itself .

  • Charles Brindley

    on March 19, 2011 at 1:24 am

    You seem like a very intelligent woman. I always wondered if you were really like the characters you played. So far you have exceeded my hopes.

    Love isn’t stable, there is no boundaries. A heart will always be a mystery, and our love for people will be as well. You are right though, our world is driven by love, and hate. Which is ironic because where those emotions are felt in your brain, are right next to each other. Sometimes they can be easily confused with one another.

    Love hurts, but you seem like a great girl, and any guy that would turn you down is so intellectually challenged they wouldn’t deserve you in the first place. Hang in there. You will make a lucky man very happy someday. I promise, and I am a man of my word.

    -Charles

  • Val

    on March 19, 2011 at 1:53 am

    @AllisonMack , I just found out about this community on LiveJournal and they are asking celebrities to donate a fifteen second personalized voice message or youtube video to the winning bidder. The winner will make a donation to the red cross or another charity that is currently helping Japan.

    Right now, the people who created the community are just looking for a confirmation from celebrities that are willing to participate and once the bidding is done, they will contact everyone with the information for the voicemail.

    If you want to read more, you can go over here: http://community.livejournal.com/japan_calls/profile

    I thought it was for a good cause and I have no doubt you would help raise an amazing amount for them. 🙂

    Val

  • romell

    on March 19, 2011 at 10:05 am

    love is so much greater than hate !! i wish people would understand that !

  • jj

    on March 21, 2011 at 8:16 pm

    Allison, you are the coolest person ever! I watch smallville and i am a huge fan of you!!! You rock!

  • John Doyle

    on March 21, 2011 at 9:42 pm

    John Denver has written several Love songs probably his most famous is “Annie’s Song” … however he had also written another which I feel is very compelling and insightful. Originally it was released as a duet with Placido Domingo and it is called “Perhaps Love”.

    I find the lyrics haunting and very descriptive … and maybe you’ll appreciate it like I do.

    “Perhaps Love is like a resting place a shelter from the storm …
    it is there to give you comfort it is there to keep you warm …
    and in those times of trouble when you are most alone …
    the memory of Love will bring you home.

    Perhaps Love is like a window … or perhaps an open door …
    it invites you to come closer .. it wants to show you more …
    and even if you lose yourself and don’t know what to do …
    the memory of Love will see you through.

    Oh Love to some is like a cloud … to some as strong as steel …
    for some a way of living … for some a way to feel …
    and some say Love is holding on and some say letting go …
    and some Love is everything … and some say they don’t know.

    Perhaps Love is like the ocean .. full of conflict … full of pain …
    like a fire when it’s cold outside .. the thunder when it rains …
    if I should live forever and all my dreams come true …
    me memories of Love will be of you.

    (it then has a musical bridge then repeats)

    And some say Love is holding on and some say letting go …
    and some say Love is everything and some say they don’t know.

    Perhaps Love is like the ocean … full of conflict … full of pain …
    like a fire when it’s cold outside … the thunder when it rains …
    if I should live forever and all my dreams come true …
    my memories of Love will be of you.”

    It is beautiful .. soulful and says alot about Love on so many levels.
    As such in reponse to a question you asked us before Allison … this is one of my absolute favorites for many reasons. I hope you like it and find it insightful.

    John

    • Evelyn

      on April 6, 2011 at 7:06 am

      Hello, John.

      Yes, this is the perfect quote re: love. I think Mr. Denver nailed the subject perfectly. Thank you for posting it.

  • melanie1268

    on March 22, 2011 at 11:06 am

    Hello Allison,

    I am from the Manila, Philippines. I’ve seen you in Smallville since 2001. I watched it through DVD and online, that very moment you became my favorite. Like in smallville I am a IT person like you did in Smallville but not a hacker. About love, I loved one person in my entire life. Love is happiness but became illness when too much. I seen my only love growing with someone else and I admit until now it hurts. Moreover I found new passion these days, to forget him totally… is to bury him deeply in my heart so I could forget him eventually. Indeed love is forgiving. Love will definitely bless me another one, the one last chance.

  • Francesco

    on March 23, 2011 at 8:06 pm

    Ally, love is all. It drives us one each other. Sometimes is a crash. Sometimes is a joy. Sometimes a meeting with someone that will walk with us for a long period of our life. One time, only one time, is finding the same our love. Indeed more than we could rather immagine.
    In the deep of your heart you also know this. Good Luck my dear. I don’t know you personally. But from what I read hear, from your smile and your eyes a shared love is on your way. You deserve it.
    St. John of the Cross says: “Where there is no love, put love and you will find love”. You are a woman who loves. So, simply walk, you’ll find what your heart are searching for. With love, Francesco

  • Lukas

    on March 26, 2011 at 2:21 pm

    For long time I just stared at my screen with silence in my head. Maybe love is not meant to be described in words? Still, we have the urge to do so, to define, categorize to feel a littile bit of control. It`s impossible and i think that`s why this feeling is so uniqe and will always be an unsolved mistery.

    I guess in life we will be always in some part “alone” but that also makes us, humans uniqe. I hope, that someday, someone will see in you smth. that he can`t describe, smth. that will start a new journy for you and him.

    Ps. Wonder if you ever read this….
    Ps2. Sorry for my spelling my english is a little bit rusty

  • Wally Sparks

    on March 26, 2011 at 3:20 pm

    Love doesn’t make the world go around, it makes it go up and down!

  • jerell cresswell

    on March 30, 2011 at 4:39 pm

    love, it’s a trip for sure. today i found out some guy i knew back in the day killed a local bar owner, who i knew as well. it’s still unknown exactly what went down but i’ve seen people who loved the bar owner and how they’ve reacted but it made me think, the suspect had two little girls and a mother and father, he had love and no matter what he’s done, i’m sure he always will. real love moves past all the b.s. and conditions that we mere mortals throw at it. when you can continue to love your children, even when they murder and still love them, still see them as a little kid playing in the back yard, or how innocent a child is when they are sick and all they want is mom to take care of them, thats love.

  • Emanuel Leyva

    on March 31, 2011 at 2:48 am

    THANK YOU GOD FOR YOUR LOVE, GRACIAS POR TUS BENDICIONES

    Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

    1 Corinthians 13:1

    • Emanuel Leyva

      on March 31, 2011 at 3:15 am

      ALLISON YOU ARE MAKING A GOOD JOB WITH THIS BLOG, SORRY BUT I BETTER WRITE IN SPANISH, MY ENGLISH IS NOT AS WELL…

      Hola Allison, también saludos a Chloe,

      Hace un par de meses supe de tu blog, me gusto mucho, no tenia conocimiento de el, ahora conozco que otras actividades te gusta realizar FELICIDADES, espero que este proyecto traiga mucha bendición a tu vida y por supuesto a la vida de las personas que aprovechamos tu blog para acercarnos mas y conocernos a pesar de la distancia, que Dios te bendiga mucho Allison donde sea que te encuentres, animo, y por lo pronto sigo viendo a Chloe (it’s an amazing girl) desde Torreón, Mexico. Aunque un poco triste porque el final de Smallville se acerca.

      MUCHAS FELICIDADES,
      WE’LL KEEP GOING AHEAD WITH OUR GOD’S CARE!!

  • Gianni Ballerini

    on March 31, 2011 at 4:56 pm

    My english is poor, like i´d said im from Argentina… I just wanted to say that i finish a real love relation ship a little time ago, and i think that i compleatle understand you. Love is unique and personal. Its like a buried treasure chest, that you only know what have inside. And only you choose with who share it. No one will know it, unless you choose that.
    Beautiful post. keep like that i love your whriting. I hope you have time to read this
    Gianni

  • Krazy

    on April 2, 2011 at 5:00 am

    Off topic question: anyone ever tried to send Allison a private message and received an answer? I’m searching a way to make sure she can read my message but I’m out of idea…

    • Lukas

      on April 3, 2011 at 6:03 am

      You can always try and hope for an answer. I think that she reads all posts but to answer them all would take a lot of time. Just try and maybe you will be the one ;] Ps. I have a sunny day right now and the smell of spring is overwhelming. Have a nice day or night everyone ! ;]

      • Krazy

        on April 5, 2011 at 4:31 pm

        I had an answer from someone who is close and nope, it’s hopeless 🙁 She isn’t receiving the messages and i doubt she is really reading the messages…not even on twitter
        I still am determinate to reach her but i can’t count on pm…I’m searching for someone close to her ready to give me a chance and help me but it’s not easy to find…
        Thank you for your answer 😉

        • Lukas

          on April 7, 2011 at 4:27 am

          I will have my fingers crossed for you and you don`t have to thank me. It`s good to see someone determined to do smth. in your life, kinda refreshing ;] Good Luck again wish you best !!

  • Brittany

    on April 3, 2011 at 6:35 pm

    Hello Allison! This was a very insightful post! I myself am 18 and I haven’t even been on a date! It is so difficult for me to understand love since I have not yet experienced it. When my friends have boyfriends and girlfriends I feel so alone. And seeing them all lovey dovey kinda makes me sick. But then I see those movies and read those stories and it gives me hope. And it makes me reflect upon if I had a boyfriend I’d probably be doing the same with them as my friends are with their loved ones. Oh and I finally got a job! I’m so happy!
    God Bless You!
    <333

  • Andres

    on April 4, 2011 at 12:59 pm

    ALLISON, if you are an inspiration from heaven

  • Evelyn

    on April 4, 2011 at 5:24 pm

    Hi, Allison. Odd this conversation should appear just as I am experiencing…well, it led me to write this:

    Seems to me I’ve started a memory of a previously unseen place.
    Attracted there by bursts of emotion brought on by an unclear face.
    Spirit melding within me brings powerful peace and love.
    Contentment beyond compare; our energies becoming one.
    Is this my glimpse of Heaven…of love beyond time and space?
    If so then I eagerly await to return my gaze to His face.

  • Beth

    on April 5, 2011 at 9:52 pm

    Nando says:
    True love is one for life. I believe in the soul mate, the only one that can warm your heart till it burst. Thank god at least I can find. Every one of us is born for a purpose and each one of us is born to unite forever with its own half.

    Nando this is beautiful and I agree completely.

    • Lukas

      on April 7, 2011 at 4:39 am

      Don`t get me wrong but i think that peapole can love more then one particular person, what if my soul mate is in England, US, France? Chances to meet her would be more then just slim. Maybe it`s just luck or as some my say a destiny to meet this “soul mate”? I believe that all over the world there are pepole that we could have this special connection that you speak of.
      Love is a feeling that discribes us, shape us to be called humans.

  • J.T.N

    on April 13, 2011 at 8:52 am

    Think of a song, for example a love song. You hear it and you don’t like it. Or you hear it and you love it. Somebody else hears the song and because of the text he or she is thinking about some lost love: the song is becoming an more intense, more intimate, more private meaning.

    … But it is still the same song. Does that sound weird?

    Sometimes we try to find something assimilable – or sometimes something completely different. But we never try to replace something or somebody. Everything and every person is unique and deep within our hearts we all know that.

  • Amine

    on May 26, 2012 at 4:51 pm

    Have you a boyfriend?
    If yes what is his Name?