' What is LOVE?' they asked.
Such a simple vocabulary word yet it held too much complexity. The word itself denotes alignment of bliss which conforms to its lighter side and pain as a meaning to its darkness. It heals yet it kills.
In the human perspective of love, it is an emotion that brings people closer together. It is a pull that brings unification to broken ties and it bring vibrant hues to one's monochromatic living. Truth be told, love is such a beautiful thing to have. It paints your visage with a beautiful curve that lightens the heart. The serenity it gives your being is beyond description and it heals the soul of a broken being, but...
There is always a line to signify limits to certain matter and love is, all hail, not an exception. Indeed, these blissful emotion we call love is serene and tranquil yet its cruel and deadly. It push people to the edges. Creation of jealousy and dark impulsive action transpire. Clouding ones vision of a calm and broad perspective of scenarios are high and it swallows a being from his very core. Because being a serene and blissful emotion, love is sweetly dangerous.
It could kill.
"What about you? What is love for you? "
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FanfictionThe world's a cruel and harsh reality people had come to forgive and exploit. In retrospect, living is both a blessing and curse. However, beyond the commodities of life, humans had come into respecting the polar opposite of living - the other side...
