When i was a boy i believed
Love could transcend all
I was absorbed by the idea of this
And believed that thats how its supposed to be
But little did i know that was an inflated idea
That would soon bring forth alot of pain
The feeling of assurance
Comfort
A mental link like non other
Is what i thought love was
But the crude reality of it
Is for love to be present
Conditions must be met
A certain question commonly asked
Why do you love me?
Ironically people want to know why
But what if i told you
Unconditional love cannot be explained in theory
This means you will know when you are loved when you have nothing to offer
Not materialistically by emotionally too
Coming to human connections
They might all be as finite as human existence itself
Because simple distance itself destroys alot of the so-called grand emotions we have
The question is why live this vain existence
Of temporary feelings which in truth
Are not real
But as we know
With humans there is always variation
There are exceptions of-course
But it is within my right to say
That its not easy to get this entity
Might I pose a few questions to you dear reader?
Do you think love is just a cocktail of hormones?
Or an idea human beings fabricated?
Or to make sense of how we should interact with one another?
That I do not know
I myself struggle to understand my species
Especially with how they interact with each other
We are cruel
We lie
We deceive
We take
We break
We fake
We are greedy
We are angry
We are scared
But thinking about it
These might be the things that are real
Or I dare say pure in comparison to Love
And conveniently we always find a way
To blame something else for how we behave
Sometimes I think it might not be worth it
Living in an ever growing facade
And yet will i still be human if i don’t live like one?
These are just the writings of an unknown poet
Or the rambling of a crazed individual
But an unpopular opinion will be
Emotions that are not authentic will always fade
Take for example
There are two men both widowers
One remarried the other did not
The one even had a new family
They both still take care of the tomb stones
Who do you think loved their wife more?
And yes you would bring the argument of
“Life goes on”
“One can love again”
But i am nor trying to force an ideal upon you
But these are questions just out there
Another question you might ask
What If I do not find this entity?
In friendship
In a spouse
In a family setting
Would you be disheartened  by this?
The answer is I don’t know
But I do know is
If you are willing to really to connect with people
Do not settle for scraps
Because i dare say
Due to the variation in human behaviour
You will find your people or that person
It might take your whole life time
It might never happen
And sadly we do not have infinite time
The choice is yours
Join the facade
Or have authentic connections
Or embrace solitude