Love, it is an essence that forever compels us as human beings to strive for a world of perfection and exuding faithlessness and grief. It is a sense that is shrouded by our earthly actions, a sense beyond realistic perception. Through my eyes love is not like a day when the sun shines with grace nor a fragrant rose, but a mere raindrop. Like love, a raindrop is eternal. Though it can crash to the earth aimlessly, a fragment of hope still glistens as it remains coiled inside it's meager beauty. It evaporates to the cradling sky, beginning the unique cycle once again.





And that ^ my friends is my attempt at philosophy. Perhaps it was a fail or perhaps not, it was worth the try XD