why do we love? we love, because despite it having difficulties, its sure as hell easier than solitude.

certainly, solitude is preferred for certain activities, but at the end of the night, on the edge of dreams and the gap between consciousness and reality, the thoughts creep in and the dark eats away at you youre alone. and the only solace you can possibly find is in another heart the curvature of a cheekbone; the asymmetry of a smile. you fall in love, a little bit, when people reveal the most vulnerable parts of themselves. it's the paradox of the human race people will drive you crazy, but youll be enamoured with them regardless.