love has no boundaries, except when love gets in the way. it has no ego, except when one doesn’t see it that way. love is a ticking time bomb, except sometimes it’s a dud. love skyrockets to the heavens, and then lands with a thud. love… such a fickle and careless bastard. It knows we’re just fools that pretend to be masters. love… but a play with poor acting. it’s all fun and games until one starts overreacting. we talk we laugh we make our plans. for some love is luck for others it’s in gods hands. we all just text until we think we know a person enough to let them sleep with us. love… what a total bust.