Love is not love.
Love is not affinity.
Love is not romantic.
Love is not a melancholic possessiveness.
Love is not a dramatic greed for lust.
Love is not to decorate your ego.
Not an accessoires to complete your narcissism.
Not an distraction for your disability to embrace yourself.
To compete yourself.
To feel yourself.
But love is gratefulness.
Anything else is reproduction and reproductive.
