When there’s so much risk involved, so much messiness, so much certaity of disappointment and frustration and sacrifice- so much everyday pettiness and minuti
why love when there is a stranger somewhere who will take you to their arms and their beds without question?
when love ties you down as part o the bargain of learning to fly?
when dealing with other people just sucks?
people love because to love and be loved, there is no better feelign int he world.
that’s what it’s all about, the whole goal of all human affairs. to love and be loved.