Love is nonexistent,
And if there is such a thing as love,
The closest I’ve come to it is the love of my family.
Maybe it is only I,
Who cannot or just will not experience this ‘love’.
Or maybe I am correct in my assumption the love is not real.
What if love is just a myth?
A grown up version of magic.
Many children believe in magic when it is no so.
What is so real about love that we believe?
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