Never too late to look for love. Never too soon to find it.
It is a mystery. Love. We love for various reasons, sometimes we claim that there are none. Guess what? Of course there are reasons!
A lopsided smile perhaps, that stole breaths away from you even during the times you feel like throttling somebody.
Or is it the wicked sense of humour that always tickles you and at times, reeks of sarcasm and ugly truth you may not want to hear.
Maybe it is the clumsy and cute way he handles children, pets or even kitchen ware. Blunder, crash, oops.
Or simply, his mindless generousity, his passion for life and food, his responsible manner towards family and making a mess out of his room, his loyalty towards friends and favourite football club.
There must be someone you love and a reason(s) for it. Admit it. We are born to love, even if it makes us hateful, deceitful and selfish creatures.
Love, it can be everything. Other times, it can be equivalent to none.
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