The real thing or an invention of romantics and the media? I should probably start this wonderful little tale with an explanation. I don’t believe in love. I did. But I don’t. Someone cured me of that ridiculous obsession a while ago.
Think about it though, I mean really. How do you know what love is? Did someone tell you or is it just a feeling that someday you will just know? How does love happen, is it like a bolt of lightning … or is it something that happens over time? And then … does it last forever or does it eventually fade? Is there true love and just plain love? Is there only one love, only one person that you will ever fall in love with on the planet? What if that person dies? Where does that leave you. Or is it just right time, right place, right person?