People who talk of love and the truth of its existence are great liars, there is nothing such as holding on one person for ages. If there is anybody believing in such crap,either the person has to be seriously insane or the winner of the stupid-est whacko.
Dreams are built by ignorant beings who are easily lured by the never meant to be true promises of love. What untimately stands true is the lies walking on the crutches called love. A limping lie can easily walk with the support of the crutches called love. Fools dream and smart people show them these dreams. When the dreams shatter, fools cry and the smart just walk out to the next fool for showing some more dreams.
Love is mere hallucination of eyes weary in life, searching for reason to be made more miserable. Love does exist-in its true form in the heart of fools and in the tongue of the wise. Words can easily become the weapon of the wise to show the invisible path of love which the fool blindly follow like the people who claim to see the naked emperor clothed.
There exists no love unless it dwells in the heart of some poor fool.
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