Love=we think about it, dream about it, loose sleep worrying about it, when we don’t have it we search for it and when we discover it we don’t know what do with it.
We fear losing it. It is our source of pleasure and pain but we cant predict which it will be from one moment to the next, it’s a short word. Easy to spell, difficult to define. And … impossible to live without.
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