What do you long for? What do long for with such depth and beauty that you know you will continue to hold on to your desire even if the world denies it to you? For me, poetry is such a longing. I have had many dark nights of the soul when I questioned my love of poetry and my desire to write. But, every time, I come to the same conclusion: I must write no matter how well or how poorly the world receives it. I must follow this muse even when the path seems impassable and the work impossible.

This may be the greatest lesson from love: that we need the world, we need others, we need someone beside us in order to feel complete. This need is not a weakness, it is a fact of life. Without love, we are like homeless beggars, living on the backstreets of life, no matter how much we have or what we have achieved. Lacking love is perhaps one of the most panful experiences in life, especially if we come to believe we are simply not lovable. What about you makes you lovable? What can you do to increase your lovableness?