there's no such thing as love. i don't want to burn any myths or destroy any virgin heart that dreams at night of lovers enchantments and love songs uttered by rosy lips under the not so pale moon light.
but love does not exist. honestly. it's a notion. a word. it's a nonentity. a chimera. a nice dream. a poem. a line. a 30 second frame with nicole kidman and tom cruise.
people have feelings for one another, but they do not love each other. they can't. not in the sense of the word. not in the dictionary sense..
the deep, the tender, the attraction, the recognition, the kinship, the emotion, the affection, they exist. but what sums all of them together, doesn't.
the L to the O to the V to the E is just smoke blown up our heartshaped asses.
pessimistic bitch! i can hear the cantankerous say. what do you know about love?
a thing or 2, i would reply. seen some movies, read some books, dipped my brain into some poetry and had some shivers down my spine. other that that.. nothin.
because love does not exist for real. when you take it out of the beautiful laid illustrated pages of some wordsworth tome, or out of the over-polished-smoothly-filtered-cached-fx-propped-cinema film you're stuck with life. real life. and it's not the same.
so when you see the l-o-v-e revealing its perfectness like the most angelic fairy skinny dipping in the moonlight, you honestly can't expect to match that in real life.
unless... it belongs to a writer
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