Love
What is this thing called love?
It isn't a thing?
Then what is it?
An emotion…a feeling…
What is a…feeling?
How do you feel something that isn't a thing? That isn't there?
You feel it inside? What does that mean? How do you feel inside?
If I cannot hold it in my hand why do I need it?
To live? I need it to live?
That doesn't make sense.
I've been told I don't have feelings; that I'm heartless.
If this is so, that to have feelings is to live, than how can I be here?
How can I move, speak, think, if I am not here?
What is the point in my existence if I am not living?
What is my purpose?
If to feel is to live, and to live is to have purpose, then. . .