SONGS are always written about love.
Is that because humans can't stop loving?
Then why do we have terrorists who bomb innocent people? Why do we have cruel eyes and mouth-slashes that leave others in the lurch?
And why do we always, always have to part?
What is love?
Teenagers would see it as that bubbly feeling you get when you cuddle up with someone special in a corner of the train, comfortably squished together, inseparable, it would seem. To a married couple it's what lies between you, your spouse, and the child you have between you. For an elderly couple, for whom time has already made off with so many years, it's being together.
That doesn't make it anything yet.
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