True Love

It’s interesting and weird at the same time how people tend to hold on to something tangible in order to believe that particular incident or person is actually real. We tend to hold on to memories, relations, and so as facts and data just to make sure that everything that is played in our minds are actually existing.

Can I say that humans are so ridiculous that they can’t even believe the existence of things that they themselves remember??

Or should I just say that humans are so ridiculous that they choose to believe the true, substantial things before coming to believe themselves??

Then so, what is love?? Does it have a fixed volume?? Can it be measured definitely?? What kind of properties does it have, Acidic?? Alkaline?? Metallic ?? or is it just Amorphous??

So since it can’t be measured or felt physically, and have no a physical unit, so love is not real.

So then, since Love is “not real”, why is that that we believe in it??

Someone who used to be fighting alongside with you, promising you that it will be a lifetime to be spend when she’s with you?? Is that love?? NO. Words are not love.

Someone who gave you occasional gifts, surprise you with sweet present that will brighten up your day?? Is that love?? No. Gifts are not love.

Someone who can make you feel good, makes you feel that you are the only one in the world?? Is that love?? No. Feeling good is not love.

Love is just a term invented by those who have a strong desire to own what they favour, a word that is used to cover people’s blind sight. Infatuation. The yearning to own something and a wish not to be shared with anyone. An Obsession.

True love makes you smile with pure satisfaction.

True love makes you cry upon realization

True love encourages you to love unconditionally

True love endures all things.

Sometimes love can be fake, But true love is what that’s lingers on and lives on. Happy Valentine’s day.