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A journal of thoughts, I try to write my emotions here. |
| Love is a weird thing. First you think it's there and then it's not there anymore. I guess that's not love in the first place. I know you can become infatuated with someone, but that's not love.
Love is a very hard concept to understand. I know I love my family, and in a certain meaning of the word, I know I love my friends. I don't like to say that I love an object unless it has sentimental value. To me, love is a severe emotional bond that someone shares with someone or something. But with the number of divorces in the country today, it makes me wonder... Can a bond as strong as love be broken? |