Does Love even exist?

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    They say, one day someone will walk into your life and you'll realize why it never worked out with someone else. 

but what if it’s all wrong?

Lately, I've been thinking about something I've never thought about it before.

About how people could easily find someone and then they call it a "lover" but they specifically still don't understand the existence or the meaning of love itself.

I began to understand that most humans, still cannot appreciate the love that they actually have. Many of them already have a relationship with their partner but also choose to cheat or look for something in others. What I actually asked is how could people claim themselves as a partner or a lover but they’re also betraying one another. Or is it just a normal thing for them to do so that one day if they’ll break up then they already know where to go? because they know the consequences?

is ironic isn't it?

It all makes me sick even more. I think that I still couldn't get into someone or believing in them personally and all those words they might be saying to persuade me so that I get interested in ‘em. that shit just pisses me off. for real.

Hearing and seeing people around me who easily 'played' behind their partners even conveniently to have sex with others just makes me think that people don’t deserve me at all because once I heard that, it would be increased my trust issues towards them.

After all of these, does love even exist? Or is it just lust?

Eventually,  I should genuinely praying to God for giving me a real one. I mean, the love I should get comes from a sincere soul, honesty, a real and kindness that comes from God himself.

May we all be kept away from all the losers who only use love for the sake of desire and lust.., amen. 

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