translate this

love is a word

it is a word which by itself has no meaning

but by speaking it, hearing it and what we know as experiencing it,

we understand it.


We understand it’s honesty,





it’s exaggeratedness,

it’s fleetingness,

it’s choked up ready to burst,

it’s uncertainness.

It’s ability to speak so many words for us.

It’s misery and lack of hope,

it’s purity



and pretentiousness.


What you say, when you say love is not what I hear.

When I hear ‘love’ I hear every experience I have with it;

all the positives and negatives and I am left uncertain on how to translate this.


Show me what you mean by love and I will learn to hear it.


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