Dear love
Ah, love – the mysterious force that drives us to do both wonderful and foolish things. It's the subject of countless songs, poems, and novels, and yet, it remains as elusive and confusing as ever. Allow me to take a satirical stab at this most complex and confounding of emotions. Love is, of course, blind. But it's also deaf, dumb, and apparently has no sense of self-preservation. How else can you explain the things we do in the name of love? Like agreeing to spend every waking moment with someone who has a laugh that sounds like a dying walrus and a penchant for leaving dirty dishes in the sink? Oh, but when love strikes, reason flies out the window. We become willing to overlook even the most glaring of flaws, like a love of reality TV or an unhealthy obsession with pineapple on pizza. We tell ourselves that love will conquer all, that our passion will burn away any obstacles in its path. But, alas, love is not always enough. Sometimes, it turns out that our beloved has a dark secret, like a criminal past or an embarrassing collection of Beanie Babies. Or perhaps we simply realize that we have nothing in common beyond a mutual fondness for bad action movies. And so, we must part ways, our hearts broken and our dreams shattered. But fear not, for there is always another love waiting just around the corner. After all, as the great philosopher Taylor Swift once said, "We never go out of style." So, let us embrace love in all its absurdity, its heartache, and its joy. For what is life without a little foolishness and a lot of passion? Just remember to keep a bag packed, just in case.
# Love Believers False