Love is Weird.

Love goes beyond all reasonable understanding. It is a pure and senseless emotion that shelters you from all logic.

I dreamt my mum was in hospital, and we were taking care of her every second. I was slightly conscious in the dream knowing that when I woke up, she wouldn’t be there. I knew that no matter how hard I fought to keep her alive in my dreams… she wouldn’t be there when I woke up anyway.

But still, I took care of her until the hospital said she was okay to go home with us. She limped from the ward and I smiled warmly, knowing we were going to be okay.  Knowing she was fine. I knew when I opened my eyes – she was not going to be there. I knew it was not my mind playing a sick game with me. It didn’t bring tears to my eyes either. I could hear myself telling my mind not to try so hard…. that it wasn’t going to change my reality.

But I guess love does not care about that. I’d go against all logic just to see her smile again. Even if it’s just in scenes my mind cooks up.