Love isn't here. It's so strange.
Why isn't it here?
Because, well, I got rid of it.
How?
Because... Because I had to. Because it wasn't right.
Not right to love?
Not right to have it. I mean, what even is it? I
mean... How do I explain love? Describe it for me !
It's like a fuzzy feeling... I think.
You think?
Well, that's what the movies say. And certain series. Shows, and people and plays- they all say its like...
Its like what?
It's like your stomach feels fluttery always, and your heart beats so fast and theyre the only thing on your mind and you want to spend your whole life together !
Well... I don't feel that.
You don't?
I never have unless I've forced it...
Forced love?
Forced those reactions, I forced myself to believe that I had a fluttery stomach, that my heart always beat fast and-
Well, you said the last one was always on your mind.
Last one?
You're last relationship. You always thought about him. Did you force that?
No, but I think about you all the time, does this mean I'm in love with you?
...
Exactly. It's not enough to say that thinking about someone means you like them. At least, romantically.
So then, What is love?
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