Lately, so many people have been telling me that loving equals suffering that I almost feel obliged to believe them.
I would very much prefer to believe those American songs which go love will set you free, and I for one would choose that path. Only if I could.
No matter how you might feel about it, love changes and is ever so powerful – for creation as well as destruction.
A song comes to mind:
Tearing apart or uniting, I guess we’re all better off with it.