Love is one of the most strangest emotions of all time. It makes us weak, when the person of interest is gone, and strong when you have that special someone with you, and you'll know that you will never be alone.
I ask, what is it for? All of the jars of Ben and Jerry's? The crying? The feeling like no one gets what you are feeling at this exact moment in time. All you want to do is cry until you dry up of all water, and feel nothing but pure sadness.
Is there a common goal in this love game? Is there one thing we want to win, no matter how many times we want to lose?
I don't get it. And, maybe, just maybe, I don't want to. Let me figure out what the common goal is.
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