Love.

In a weird way, the modern era has evolved to give a multitude of meanings to everything, be it of any nature; political, physical, personal, emotional, you name it. There are phrases with meanings so complex, they will cost you days to understand them.

Love, a dominant emotion in general life, a thrill, a chase, a feeling, something tangible, maybe intangible but it is what drives us all. In the end it comes down to love. Even those barely surviving have something they define as love that keeps them going, even if it isn't tangible in the moment; they have a fear of death, of pain, of the unknown, making them love the known, the usual, the normality they exist in, making it their focal point in survival.

Love as it is known has taken a drift from the times before, or maybe the variations have just been expanded and better communicated to the audience around. Hustle culture has showcased success to have love within the tangible asset, that is human to be "a part in their world" rather than the whole world. Something about it disturbs me, it tarnishes my soul, the depraved cactus that strives for a droplet of love.

Love that is in the letters through the war, love in the fresh roses and lillies, love in the pigeons sent flying for the lovers. Love that had inspired poetry, love that had driven people mad, love that had caused them their demise. It exceeds physicality, it reaches the soul in a realm that may not be too far away, it may just be here, but may be intangible for love isn't as simple as we may like it to be. Love is cruel, love is devastation , love is despair but it's a sweet demise. It is what I crave for ,it is what I live for. Maybe I am delusional, maybe I haven't been hit by the tangible hardships and realities, maybe I am yet to transform into the cynic who views life through spreadsheets and deletes the filter of romanticism but I'd like to stay here for a little while longer. I had to like to yearn for something that may not even be real, something that is fictitious and a fool's paradise for it is too sweet, too addictive, too cruel.