Love. Won. Lost. Mediocre-Love.
Ain’t that the story of reality, right? Truth, lies, half-truths, white-lies – make up how we conduct ourselves through-out our days, interacting with our fellow human folk.
But there isn’t a reason to be too harsh on our actions, for civilization was partly built on this quid-pro-quo.
We can dream though, and as far as dreams go, love is eternally branded as a ‘place’ where we all should have the opportunity to dip our little toe. The chill, the ecstasy, the hurt, the satisfaction, the pleasure.
There is no sweet, without the sour.