People around me always ask those questions of
"Who do you love?"
"What do you love?"
"Where did you love"
"When did you love?"
"How do you love?"

But not so often do I hear someone ask
"Why do you love?"
I guess it's because every one of us
will never get a satisfactory answer
I mean, I guess it's true for me
because a reason why is never
greater than reasons why

Well, for the sake of sharing
I will tell you one of mine

"Because I can't afford to hate"

As cliched as it sounds
it seems a reason good enough for me

As a person who has seen more than
his fair share of death firsthand
You'd get to see stories of people
who died never seeing what love was
who died never experiencing love
who died never knowing love
who died never seeing their love again
who died never experiencing love again
who died never knowing love again

and for a chronically sick person like me
I can't afford my life spent on hate on anyone
I can't afford hate more than what is human

Maybe, it's just being positive, but..
Love while you can still love