"maybe she'll realize beyond the green, love's the only thing you need"

I just read a song written by Jack. A friend showed me him. He sounds like a really cool guy, great mind, incredible heart. At least thats what I have seen from simply reading some of his words. The problem (at least for some) is that Jack will make you think. I however embrace the act of thinking. I need to think. I will not flee from understanding. Sometimes you just have to write down your thoughts, in hopes of organization and further comprehension.
All you need is love. The words ring inside of our drums through our minds and into our innermost. love. love is the answer. love is the key. love is what will get you through. love is what you need. but what is love? yet another lyric that somehow subconsciously affixes to our cerebellum. But really, what is it? Love is not simply being nice or going above and beyond or even taking care of those that can't or won't. Agreed these are all good things, great things, all parts of love even. But love is so much more, I can't even attempt to describe what love is, if I could describe it, what I describe wouldn't be love in its fullness. And to think that I can love, truly love, is to degrade what love is. Since I am far from perfect, as are you, our love pales in comparison to what love really is. So to say all you need is love. Though a statement that is valid and I completely agree with, I cannot agree in sense that, the love that I, myself, can have (since it is incomplete) is not all I need. Why? It's not enough. It's not even full love, why would anyone want an incomplete package?
But say it is enough. Say we live out this thought. We have and give love for love's own sake. Is that enough? Is that love even? I am reminded of a 19 yr old homeless boy who held up a sign that simply read 'love'. I call him boy only because I am older, and was older when I met him. I sat down next to him, leaving the 'accepted' group that walked along downtown Portland and entered the 'unacceptable' group that is the outcast because of the lack of shelter. We had a good conversation about love. His view was the same as that of Jack. love is reason enough. Which I extremely respect, and to a certain point agree with. The problem is like I previously stated, is that love that you claim, and that we give real love? Is it true? Can it even be full love?

Here is my real thought.
Love isn't love, unless it's love to the end.
Another catchy lyric, yet deeper this time. This line is not an original of mine, I borrow it from the band 'As Cities Burn'. They are/were a legit band, though they are now broken up, I would encourage you to check em out!
The thought, Love isn't love, unless it's love to the end, coupled with the fact that greater love has no one than this, that HE lay down his life for his friends, leads me to believe that true love, full love, complete love is this. Jesus dying for us.
The only reason I can hope to love, truly love, is through the one who loved completely, the one who loved to the end.