Love or Possessiveness? The Hidden Truth
What you call love — is it truly love…
or is it your possessiveness wearing perfume?
In the beginning… everything feels magical.
The heartbeat races.
The eyes sparkle.
Every word feels intense.
Your thoughts revolve around one person.
Every moment feels alive.
But that rush — that you call falling in love —
it is not love.
It is your chemistry celebrating ownership.
You are intoxicated by the idea that you might possess someone.
You do not love the person…
You love the feeling of having them.
It is ownership… masquerading as love.
The moment you possess…
the thrill vanishes.
The same face.
The same touch.
The same voice…
no longer ignites your heart.
If you fail to possess…
something else arises.
You start hating.
You feel rejected.
Your heart breaks.
You cry — not because you lost love, but because you lost ownership.
You become depressed… not from heartbreak… but from defeat.
And soon… you move on.
A new day.
A new image.
A new possession.
New chemistry.
New desires to be fulfilled.
Once the novelty fades… the mind begins searching again.
Another face. Another thrill.
Because it was never love.
True love is a homecoming.
It is not limited to one person… one thing.
It is all-inclusive.
It expands you.
It softens you.
It settles you.
Where possessiveness is compulsive…
It is your ego seeking a playground.
A place to feel important.
A place to feel like the boss of something… or someone.
Understand this —
Love is not about possession.
Love is dissolving boundaries.
If your love becomes possession —
it reeks of fear and control.
If your love becomes presence —
it radiates like the sun.
Giving… not grabbing.
The question is not — “Have you found the right person?”
The question is — have you found yourself?
Because only one who is complete… becomes love.
The rest… only cling.


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