The lingering question in the room: What is love and is it going to happen to me? Love is like magic or so I hear. When you're in the midst of it everything is magnified. Blues are bluer, foods taste better, smiles last longer. It's like a melody in your head that you can't stop playing. It's so good that you never want it to stop and you wish every second would drag on forever. In the desperate kingdom of love, are we the kings and the queens reining with love over and amongst us? Or are you the doomed prisoner dreaming of loving someone you've never met. Most of the time, it feels like love plays us and cheats at an already unfair game. But love isn't fair because it isn't about just one person. It takes two: to tango, to encourage, to love. I could love you for forever. So why can't forever start today? perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically…to those who hardly think about us in return.
