“Love is patient, love is kind, and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered.”
the eternal defition of love. could i love? am i capable of such feit? i don’t know, all i know is that it is what need, it is the iar i breathe, it is my sustenance. without it i can not exist.