This is not a love story.
I often ponder how love has become such an integral necessity in all our lives. It seems we risk all with those three words, even when uncertainty is bound around every corner.
I wonder, is anyone ever truly in love?
And if so, how long will that truth last?
Despite the sensations I once felt going through my own personal love reminiscence, I no longer class love as love; that way, at least, it makes the love go away, if only for a few pages.
So, no; this is not a story of love.
This is a story of maybe.
^^^^^^^Author Note: Takeru Takaishi.^^^^^^^
This is not a story of love.
This is a story of maybe.