Our Weird Subjective Love
Love is a general thing known by everyone but really can’t be defined generally because it comes subjective to each one. Love is experienced differently by different individuals thus, perceived in various ways. For some, love is merely an emotion normally experienced by everyone. While some think it is something you gain, something you sweat to have. Others think it is a choice, while for some it is something out of your grasp. Love can be seen as all sunny and bright while it is drought and gloomy for some. I’ve known tons of meanings but what is it really for me? Could it be the way he pats my hair? The way he makes me laugh? Or could it be him? For me, he is love, my own weird subjective love.














