Sometimes I have fluctuating thoughts on love. My short existence on earth could be the reason that I can't really comprehend this alien and thought provoking emotion.
But then reality came along and struck me with the demons of negativity and the fear of not being loved.
I truly felt that it was just a figment of our vivid imagination or just something that people bind themselves to, for a temporary cause.
But Seeing older couples who are so much in love always made me smile and wistful. I suppose moments like are the only reason I would ever want to grow old with someone.
It made me believe that love is about the heart, and not about the superficial aspects that inevitably change as we age.
I think it shows me that true love has the ability to endure the test of time. It was rather beautiful to see people utterly devote themselves to such a gentle sin.