sometimes I wonder about love.
I wonder if I will ever truly understand what love is. I think about all of the different people we love, the people we don't love. What distinguishes them? I know that love can't be quantified, that it's an overly simplistic word for this beyond-emotion thing that motivates almost every action.
and then I wonder how God is love. Is love his physical makeup? Someday, when I'm in his presence, will I be basking in the light of pure love? When I just sit and think about what that might be like, I get eager.
I wonder about love between a man and a woman. I am in wonder of it. It seems so common, but it is such a miracle, kind of like a baby being born. It's amazing to me how it seems to come so easily to so many people. Are the majority of people faking it and not really experiencing "true" in-love-ness?
why is it so hard to come by, when everyone is selling it, when everyone seems to already have it?
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The answer is 5.
I'm with you, Liz. Everyone's faking it except for the people like us who truly have will power (and possibly bad breath, judging by the fact that we get little to no action).
i think the last time i got any action of ANY kind was when we kissed in the sketch about cutting out all the shapes and pretending the audience wasn't there...
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