Love is perfect and pure; lust-imperfect and perverted;
Love is selfless in nature; lust is all-together selfish;
Love breeds in the heart; lust consumes the body;
One trait they do share: they are both strongly passionate.
Love is sacred; that is why it is cherished in the hearts of those who find it;
Lust is shameless; that is why it goes after its object without considering the consequences;
Love looks beyond what the eyes can see; it finds the beauty within;
Lust only salivates after what it sees; it burns hot and quenches after satiated.
If love is pure, perfect and sacred, why then is it portrayed through acts of passion?
If love is about the heart feeling whole, why is it described with bedroom moans and groans?
The world in a super-evolving era is twisting and perverting the definition of such a beautiful word. Many people claim they have found it, but have they? What if they only lust after the people they think they love?
What happens when love and lust collide?
Who is stronger to overcome the other?
Love makes stronger by building up; lust destroys by chipping pieces away.
Is your love making you stronger or tearing pieces of you away?
The answer will tell you which one of the two you’re actually harboring.