We the creatures of our own earth describe love by earthly things, you love me for what i have, in this point in time loves is bought would you love me the same way if i quit my high paying job and liquidate all my assets? Are we the slaves of love, nor is it because of hearts are feeling extorted feelings. Are our eyes deceived by what they are seeing, nor its it love that arose from antient milleniums. Love that evaporates whenever di-souls collide, that flocks like water that shower above deep reefs in the sea.
True love escalated with the flood of the noah's ark, we often experience indecency, betrayals, denials, break-ups. Are lies a beacon of love? Is it true that without lies theres no room for love?.
