They say time heals everything. I guess that applies to anything.
but since love is just not anything, I struggle with these thoughts. I don't know where to begin. It's like this game of life, so we all start all in. Mostly in for our-self, life by our-self with no one else around you. Mind of matter, let me remind you. That love is a pain, gifted to all of us. Unfortunate for some, life's not fair to all of us. All created equal, and by mistake, nurtured by hate, left on our own to find  love. And while we wait, we learn to hate - that which is not us. Even though, no such thing is such. It pains my heart, bothers me so much. So all of this hate, overpopulating love. If had one wish, it wouldn't be enough. But all my fate, in the God above; I wouldn't blame him, for blaming us. People killing people, in lands created for us. The commandments, broken if commanded, then judged by You-Mons - aliens looking down on us, like we are monstrous. Unidentified flying objects, staying away from us. They way we label each other is so unrighteous. Somehow our own poison is too good for us. If any of this makes any sense, then they then pay attention. to all of those around you, or then your just a king- dumb.