so I find myself asking
> what is love
> is love supposed to be a norm?
> is love supposed to have a rule for both sides?
> is love supposed to follow the normal rules of nature?
> is love supposed to keep a healthy practice for every day?
> is love supposed to be a pleasure?
> is love needed in order to exist?
> and the most relevant thing about this:
> is love supposed to keep itself progressive?can we find love in the wrong ways?is it as respectable and equally as degenerate as we think?
> what does happen when we fear about taking the next step into the zone?

> Something feels wrong