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[peninhand]

Hello. I have a question for all the Lost Souls:

What is love in your reality?

To be more specific, I am talking about the kind of love you find between two lovers. I realize how strange this question may sound. But this is very important to me and I would appreciate it if as many people as possible could reply to this with serious answers.


PS: please don't reply with a link to Haddaway's song.

Comments

[peninhand]

I am similar. I pretend I have it all together whenever I talk to people, but beneath it all I have no idea what I'm doing. And with something as delicate and precious as love- I don't want to risk something going wrong aga.

[ There's aga being typed as if she'd been about to add a word, but she immediately deleted it and just ended the sentence there. ]

Thank you for your advice. I'll make sure to keep it at heart during my stay here.

[swordofhisou]

Happy to help. I think my only advice on top of that is try not to worry about it so much. I know that's hard. It's love. But it is best if it happens naturally on its own. Worrying too much just gives you stress.

[peninhand]

I'll try. Love is so important to me... But I have to believe it'll come naturally.

Well, not worrying about stuff is always easier said than done.

[swordofhisou]

We definitely agree on that. You can't really force love. Not for yourself. Not for them. It happens or it doesn't. Worrying won't help too much, though a few opinions probably won't hurt.

Yeah, that's definitely the truth. Of course, I have trouble really worrying, but mom always said I was irresponsible. It probably says something good that you're a little worried.

[peninhand]

I guess there's a middle ground to be found between worrying too much and not worrying enough...

Hopefully we'll both manage to make progress towards that middle ground.

[swordofhisou]

Well, if I'm going to have that adventure definitely hoping for the middle ground. And since you're interested in it, I'll hope for that for you too, mysterious stranger.

Just don't let it get to you, ok?

[peninhand]

I promise.

Thanks a lot, mysterious anon!