To whom it may concern

Bruce Springsteen

I initially started all of this because I spend hours thinking about a certain line in Bruce Springsteens song „born to run", a really good song so if for some reason you live under a rock all the way behind the moon, listen to it.

Anyways, there is a line that goes „I wanna know if love is real" and I kept thinking about it the last few days.
Because do we know if love is real?
Now if like me you are kind of antisocial and suck at human interaction, you probably have not been in love as of now. (I say as of now because maybe there is some hope for us in the future)

So how do we know if love really is real? Could we even know something like that?
The question that forms in my head is more a „Why do we even think we know anything about it at all?"
My first guess would be that its books, movies or songs. 

Love portrayed by the wishful thinking of other people as to what love could potentially be. 

You know, the way people sometimes go „I now understand all the love songs!"
Maybe love is something you only know is real once you experience it. 

Which is weird. 

There are so many things that people don't believe in just because there is no scientific proof for its existence.
And now, love. Do we have scientific proof of love? 

The closest to it would probably be your heart beating faster when you see someone you love.
Or the sensation of butterflies in your stomach, which could also be anxiety btw. The more you know.
(How to differentiate the two: if you feel like you are vomiting because of all the „butterflies", spoiler, it's anxiety. Just plain panic.
But I think panic and love often go hand in hand.)

Love is weird. Just generally, it's weird. The more you think about it, the more fascinatingly weird it gets.

We think we see love everywhere, even when in reality there isn't any. For example, the couple you see holdings hands might have stopped loving each other and only stick it out because there once was something they mistook for love.

We think we know what it's supposed to feel like, we think we know everything about it.
Spoiler, we don't.
Because movies and books paint the ideal version of love. And life will never be ideal. I am sorry to burst your bubble, but life is kinda known to sometimes suck.

So knowing weather or not love is real is simple.
We don't.
We assume it's real but there is no way we understand just how real it is until we experienced it ourselves one day.

If you could follow my random bursts of thought, congrats, if not, don't worry I didn't have a plan for this, so maybe you will, once I have one. Someday. Maybe.

Closing thoughts? I don't know. I don't think Springsteen intended for the lyrics to have a deeper meaning. We don't know it. It may just be another thing we assume. We don't know if its real.