Real love is impossible to pin down in that it manifests itself in various, often messy, forms. One moment, it drives you to burst with joy and contentment; the next, it has you on your knees in anguish and despair.
Real love is impossible to pin down in that it manifests itself in various, often messy, forms. One moment, it drives you to burst with joy and contentment; the next, it has you on your knees in anguish and despair.