Love is like teeth.
The rotten teeth are abusive people, and the clean ones are healthy.
If my mouth was love, I would have rotten teeth.
All they would do was bicker and argue, then they would leave me into the dust.
Painfully.
Yet, if I do not have any teeth, how am I to eat?
Well love isn't just about others, it's about yourself.
Loving yourself is the most important thing you can ever do.
Love isn't just yourself, it's about support people.
Love can't only come from significant others.
They come from people like a loving family, helpful friends.. loving friends.
Though I don't have many teeth, at least their healthy
I love my family
