Growing up, I was taught that love is this glorious and beautiful feeling, that it became the filter you would view everything else through. No one had told me about the devastating emptiness when it was unattainable. No one had told me it was an incurable disease, infiltrating every part of your psyche until you are left eviscerated in agony. The Discourses: Part Two of Five *completed work but under edits - feedback welcome!*