At the end of your living days you may look back and see an interesting trend – it wasn’t life that ran your choices – it was love. You will move cities for love, hurt people in forgivable, change jobs for it, eat and drink to compensate for the lack of it. You will stay in toxic places to even have a mosel of it and you’ll give up dreams to get it. Love will screw you over and guide your every step – and yet, when you finally surrender – you will acknowledge – you didn’t understand it, never had enough of it and certainly gave to little of it. Love to you