“Hey Natsu What is love?”
Love is a number. Love is…shapeless…unknown…and for us…it’s impossible.
(But then what is this feeling of warmth and butterflies when I am with you?)
But robots can’t love (Can they?)
Love is not perfect always. It is in it's own way. But the feel can never vanish. It is like a mark from a permanent marker.
Life is nothing without love.
Love is nothing without heart.
But the words we speak,
It breaks the heart.
This is a story about how a pure love is broken with the unintentional words spoke.