Love fills everything. It cannot be desired because it is an end in itself. It cannot betray because it has nothing to do with possession. It cannot be held prisoner because it is a river and will overflow its banks. Anyone who tries to imprison love will cut off the spring that feeds it, and the trapped water will grow stagnant.
Oh I can't keep it in; I can't keep it in, I've gotta let it out I've got to show the world; world's got to see, See all the love; love that's in me
Love demands expression. It will not stay still, stay silent, be good, be modest, be seen and not heard, no. It will break out in tongues of praise, the high note that smashes the glass and spills the liquid.
Love cannot be held prisoner because it is a river and will overflow its banks.
Love flies, runs, and rejoices; it is free and nothing can hold it back.
I love you, with a love so great that it simply couldn't keep growing inside my heart, but had to leap out and reveal itself in all its magnitude.
I see the love in my child's eyes when he sees me, and I know it's gigantic. As an older person, I've been in love before, and I've loved, but this is really an immense, out-of-control-proportion amount of love that you can't even describe.
I could more easily contain Niagara Falls in a teacup than I can comprehend the wild, uncontainable love of God.
Suddenly the staggering love bursts away from me like milk from a smashed glass.
Some people love so hard that they can't control those emotions when they're at their deepest point.
