Love is love,
But how do you classify.
I don't know about you but I can surely testify that love is like the oceans deep, filled with many fish awake or asleep, with many different qualities that add to love's diversity can't you see? Are you still blind to the fact that love itself is greater in width, depth, and quantity.
In this generation we speak love so loosely that the word itself falls for my lips without translation, oozing from broken definitions through all walks of life yes! Love is like a nation, built on a selected foundation right or wrong does not matter as long as it fits outside validation,
Met with the motion mix with action yes love is riddled with many selections.
What do you choose? How do you stand? On the rock or on shifting sand.