Love , you see, is the one force that cannot be explained, cannot be broken down into a chemical process. It is the beacon that guides us back home when no one is there and the light that illuminates our loss. Its absence robs us of all pleasure, of our capacity for joy. It makes our nights darker and our days gloomier. But when we find love,no matter how wrong ,how sad or how terrible,we cling to it. It gives us strength; it holds us upright. It feeds on us and we feed on it. Love is our grace. Love is our downfall. The
A poet once said that hunger and thirst are the most important things we know and the beginning of our learning, but hunger and thirst are easily depressed and satisfied. There is still a power, a different kind of hunger, a hunger that cannot be quenched, the existence of which makes man, and that is love.
Love is an inexplicable force that cannot be understood chemically. It is the light that guides us home. Even if no one is there, that light will illuminate the lost road ahead. The absence of love can deprive us of the perception of happiness. Love has the ability to make the night darker and the day darker, but when we find love, no matter how deformed, sad or bad, we hold on tight. Love gives us strength, love keeps us standing, we Love is born of love, and love is born of us. Love is a gift, but love is a curse.
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