I sit here finding myself curious about love,
like always.
How do we know what it is? Does it have a unique or universal feeling? What happens if we mistake it for something else? What happens if it's just some social construct that we bury ourselves in?
As much as I believe that all we need is love, I find myself believing that we need a lot more than that in reality.
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I have to agree with you there...
ReplyDeleteNot sure if that's a good or bad thing