No, this post isn't really about love. It's about language. About the inadequacy of language. About how language can be misleading, because words like "love" are used in so many ways that it takes on so many meanings and becomes so many different things.
One of the questions in my girlfriend form was "what is love to you?" and nobody gave the same answer as another person. Obviously no one actually completely agrees on what it is.
Things aren't black and white, in this world. The truth isn't so clear. But there is ONE truth. It just isn't known completely all the time, or it's just undefinable due to the inadequacy of language...
Did you know that Eskimoes have 14 different words for the different shades of white?
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