Love.
It's one of those things that do not really have any actual trace of existence. I don't think it exists. It's just a feeling of strong infatuation. If love truly existed then there would not be people who divorce after fifty years of marriage, there wouldn't be a million broken hearts due to just one big lie.
Love.
How can you honestly say you "love" someone if it has so many different meanings to other people? There are so many different types of love, how do you know what love is true?
You don't. We just THINK we know when honestly no one has a **** clue. We're like ******* fish in a tank waiting to get fed a load of crap.
Love.
A beautiful lie.