SUCKA for LOVE

What we won't do, do for love...we try everything, but we won't give up. Man I don't know who hit the heart harder with those lyrics, Bobby Caldwell or Tupac Shakur. Both, however, ain't never lied. We all suckas for love...and I believe that could be okay, but sometimes it can be an issue for us.

In previous love letters to you, I've discussed elements of real love and how to decipher whether or not love is tainted. And as I said before and I'll say again, I'm no love guru. Hell, far from it. I've been a sucka for love, and if you haven't, one day you will be. Or maybe you are right now but someone playing you so good you don't even realize it. Everybody plays a fool, my loves. But don't be no fool forever.

Love can be tricky, as I'm sure many of you know. It snatches us up, sweeps us off our feet, dances with us, takes us  home, makes love to our bodies, our minds and our souls. And the next morning, it's either there to continue a life with us, or its gone. Just that easy. And as easy as it is to end, it can be extremely hard to get over.

But to keep it there, some of us take extreme measures, some of us act as suckas, letting love keep us in a choke hold with a tight ass grip. Some of us go back everytime she yells she's pregnant with your baby, turn around everytime he say he's changed for the better and this time, he's going to stay on this job and provide for you. Some of of us just give in and take too much when we know that it's time to give the shit up, hell pass time. But we sit and wait like commuters on a CTA bus stop. And most times, we wait in vain for change because the heart on the other end no we will. And they also know as long as we wait, the longer they can act an ass.

Now believe me, I'm not pinpointing any particular sex here. We can all be suckas for love, men and women. It is an emotion that can strengthen us and weaken us, all at the exact same time. But once love has you wrapped us around its finger so tight that there is no wiggle room, we then become weak for love, weak for a person, weak for an emotion that you have placed above your own being. No heart is worth that. Neither is any emotion.

Love,
Vee