About Love

When someone talks about love --- love is as it is.

Love as an appreciation?
Love as a greed to take over?
Love as a crossed over from the margin of hatred?
Love as a blind sight?
Love as a poison?
Love as a submissively sacrificing?
Love as a mutual compromising?
Love as a kindness to lesser-in-need?
Love as a impulsively unstoppable bickering?
Love as a dreamy destiny?
Love as a support system?
Love as a giving it all?
Love as a without any reason?
Love as a tiny paces of compounding life affairs?
Love as an accident?
Love as a revenge?
Love as a steal?
Love as a satisfying thirst?
Love as a companionship?
Love as a forgiving?
Love as a plot and mystery?
Love as a comfort?
Love as an excitement?
Love as an easy way out/ opportunity?
Love as an understanding?
Love as a rebelling?
Love as an obsession?

Love can be so many things while it all adds up to just one Love.
Which one of them is a true love?
Any one of them can be true if it serves its purpose.
It is not about where it starts from or where its course has gone through;
It is about where it has ended as an ultimate Love.

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