I think what we call love is not really love. It is sexual desire, control, influence, insecurity, and obligation plus some other things. Real love, I mean the real stuff, is a whole different beast. I don't claim to know what that is, I just know it exists. It have felt it before but there is no definition for it. Maybe when we stop trying to define it, we will find its true definition.
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Wow! I could not agree more with you on that one. As much as it’s a sad truth, it makes me happy to see that there are some people out there who see through the bs. Love isn’t love if it comes with conditions