This is the worlds population as I write.
That's a whole lot of people.
A whole lot of people doing everyday things, all the time. Cooking, cleaning, bathing; teaching, learning, thinking; laughing, crying, loving.
A whole lot of people are with the one they love - millions and millions. And yet, it's so easy to feel that you are the only one in the world, the only one in your country, the only one in your town, the only one that you know that could possibly love, or be loved, or know the love that you are in now.
But stop and think.
And look at that number again.
You and your love are only two.
There are so many more than you are, so many that have been where you are now (be it long in the past or not long enough gone) and there are so many more that will be there one day.
So stop and think again.
Stop and think.
For what you have now is not so special. It so much less than 'one in a million'. There are so many millions more than you are.
The world is not just for you - it is for millions and millions.
This love is not just for you - it has been had, is being had and will be had by millions and millions.
These words are not just for you - they are for all of us. Those who can not, should not and will not accept it, say it, hear it.