the essence of love is not broken or whole.
the absence or presence of which can lead to any pain or happiness within this universe, and bleeds into others.
love, love
is volatile
not steady just because it is constant.
not missing just because there is pain.
not evident in happiness.
why do we believe
pain is the loss of love.
pain, it's only the beginning.
all is fair in love and war.
we linger in a stubborn state of
confusion about the truth of
love.