Love is too over rated
Or people around me use it in wrong context; can a human mating ritual of wooing be termed as love?
Is love so fragile that it changes color with every fall.
Is love so common that you can fall in and out of it easily?
Did I love him?
Did he love me?
Or was it a ritual like all rituals.
Or self love is the only love?
Confused and tormented by this question tonight.
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