Why is it that we think that we know what love is?
Why is it that as teenagers we insist on falling in love and staying with that person until we grow old and live a full life only dying once we've done so and being happy in the face of death?
Loss is big,
Loss is scary,
Why do we insist on having it in our lives?
I'm going to leave you with one final though for today....
You'll have to think about it and for as long as you're thinking about it, it is possible you will never find the answer...
So answer my question if you can....