Questions on Love

Why is it that as you become older you find it harder an harder to date? You meet new people and none of them feel right. Is it the standards past lovers have set within your mind , or is it your bodies natural instincts screaming NO! THIS IS NOT THE ONE FOR YOU?! Of the seven billion people on this earth how are you suppose to find the right one? How does love start in the first place? Is it achieved with just a glance or is that simply lust? Is it the comfort built over time that turns to love or is it simply a chemical reaction to the safe and familiar? How important is trust? Is it the end all be all factor, or can it be an insignificant idea that we have as humans put too much false belief in? Are we meant to be monogamous, sharing our lives with one other person, or are we meant to spread the seed and give into our baser instincts? What happens when love is lost and things don't work out the way you envisioned them to? Does time really heal all wounds, or does the passing of time make those wounds run deeper? Can you get over someone in a day? In a month? In a year? Or is it that their absence from your life is so profound that it causes your own longing and loneliness to compound over time leaving you searching in vain to replace the one you let slip away? What would you do to fill the hole within your soul? Riddles upon riddles is what love is. That is all I know.

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