MARCH 18, 2017 ~WHITE SKY
At first I thought, love is undefined.
In the end…
it’s AFGITMOLFM.
What is love?
One word.
Four letters.
Say it and I’m yours [1] –I meant a word that has a lot of meaning. They said that this is much more complicated than finding X in a Math problem. But of course that isn’t true, because Math is still the most complicated of all.
But to be serious, what is the basis of the meaning of it? Do they really have a meaning? Because for me… I think there’s nothing. But that doesn’t mean I don’t believe in love- because I do and always will.
I just thought that not all the things we read should be believe.
Example is, “Love is blind.”
I have no idea who said this, but I’m sure that this is not true, for true love sees but doesn’t mind. There’s even a tendency that we’ll be attracted physically, then it would slowly enter the thing called love.
Another one is, “Love is like a rosary that is full of mysteries.” Then there’s, “Love can make us breathless and make our hearts skip a beat.” And, “Love is colorful with lots of rainbows and unicorns and cakes and ice creams and stuff.”
Breath.
I don’t really get it why they need to exaggerate the meaning of love. I’m tired of all the metaphors, smiles, fallacies (heh, nosebleed)[2] people use to give meaning to it. Why can’t it be simple? Why not make it the much more reality?
Oh, right. That’s because we’re obsessed with love. We’re obsessed with wanting to fall in love. We’re obsessed in making ideas that can make us stupid when, in fact, this is just simple in the first place.
So what am I even fighting for?
I just really wanted to introduce myself. I had a lot of things said, right? So that it would look like I have sense.
Anyway, hi.
I’m Ianne…
And this is my story.
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