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Love…is complicated. Well, that’s all for today.

Ohh I’m just kidding. I suppose I’ll elaborate a bit on what I believe this kwote is trying to tell us. But only because I’m in a good mood.

Honestly, though, love is a tiny bit complex. There probably isn’t one person on this massive blue and green sphere that could tell you exactly what love is. If you asked, you’d more than likely get the typical, “Love is when two people possess unconditional compassion for each other”, or maybe, “Love is when two people can spend their entire lives together and be happy”. Yes, we get it. We’ve all heard the cookie cutter answers a bajillion times. When two people love each other blah, blah, blah. Everyone’s heard the stump speech. You can try to classify or pinpoint it in any way you want. But, the fact remains; no one knows exactly what love is.

Now, before we delve too far into this ever so juicy issue, I should say that the kind of love I’m talking about isn’t the kind of love you have for your Mom or your sister. Cause let’s face it, when it comes to loving your Mom or sister, you have no choice. I’m talking about the kind of love that you do have a choice in, like a boyfriend, or a girlfriend. That’s the stuff that we don’t really comprehend.

So, your having some love issues and your asking yourself, “What in God’s name is love??”. Never fear! I’m about to solve all your problems. Actually, no I’m not. But, I’ll help you feel a hell of a lot more comfortable in your love confusion.

First, let’s take a look at what love is composed of. Let’s see, there’s uhhh…Well, you just gotta look at it and say…I mean, there’s a lot you should consider, but really you should start with…To start with, we should talk about how love begins, which is, uhhh…Obviously, love is when two people really like each other anddd…you really just need to break it down into these simple things, which are…uhmmm……I have no idea.

In order for us to determine exactly what love is, we would need to know everything that goes into it. And that, folks, is just downright impossible. There’s a lot that goes into love. More than we could ever imagine. For us to pin point what all of those things are is, as the intellectuals say, an exercise in futility.

To make matters worse, love is different for everyone who experiences it. Every relationship that results in love arrives at that point in tons of different ways. If you ask two different couples why it is that they’re in love, you’re most definitely going to get varying answers. There isn’t really an equation for love. And no one likes math anyways so equations are an all around terrible idea.

Maybe it would be helpful if I compared it to something. Love is like fingerprints; from the outside, most of them look similar, but once you look closely, there are scores of curves, lines, arches, and grooves that make each one vastly different and unique.

So, if you’re still adamant about getting a specific answer to the age-old “What is love?” question, well, you’re still out of luck. Because one thing is abundantly clear: love is different for everyone.

If I haven’t eased any of your pain, I’ll give it one last go.

We have established that love is about as easy to understand as quantum physics, or why someone would wear socks with sandles. We don’t get it. It’s complex, it’s convoluted, it’s confusing. We just. Don’t. Get it. Well, here’s a newsflash for you; you’re not supposed to

You don’t get it now and you probably won’t get it anytime in the near future. Might you find yourself in love at some point? Yeah, sure. But that doesn’t mean that you should try to dissect every bit and piece of it. Love is one of those things in life that just is. People fall in love all the time and that’s a wonderful thing. But, that doesn’t mean that they understand everything about it. And they don’t need to. They don’t question it because it works.

Just accept love if you ever come upon it. Because, well, love just is. Love just happens, and when it does, it’s a pretty cool thing. Don’t analyze it or pick it apart. Don’t scratch your head and wonder why it’s occurring. Just enjoy it! At the end of the day, all you gotta do is let it happen.

As my good friend the Dude would say, “It’s a complicated case. A lotta ins, a lotta outs.” Well, Dude, I couldn’t have said it any better myself. Love’s not an easy thing and it probably never will be. It’s complicated, weird, befuddling, and confusing. But, if there’s one thing that you can find comfort in, it’s that love is all of those things for everyone, not just you. Love is such a complex thing that no one can say exactly what it is.

So, don’t waste your time trying to understand it. Instead, spend your time enjoying it while you can. I promise that you’ll be a much happier, and much less confused, person because of it.

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