Love is the mental condition in which a being finally feels affection for another. Lust is the physical condition in which a being finally feels attraction for another. And to feel both at the same time is the molecular ordinance of the human condition.
Between the relationships we share with the opposite sexes, we draw invisible lines in which we prevent ourselves from crossing. Lines guided by the ruler of principles and morality. Lines in which different people draws differently... Yet some exceeds the boundaries of others, crossed by the lust and their selfish desires. Like how one could become a third party, wedging themselves between two others. Fissuring the trust between them and leading to the eventuality of brokened hearts.
I strongly believe in karma and that Lerner’s Symmetry Theorem also applies in the deeds we’ve done. Thus, I draw lines too, in an ocular bid to keep me in check. These lines conspicuously separate love and lust, friends and flings. However when circumstances changes; I alter them to suit the course of fate. Erasing and realigning these lines of segregation in accordance to changes and societal norms, evolution and the ever widening openness of humanism.
Love is just a thin line between fornication and communication. I am human, and being the quintessential man... I do stray from the lines.
Between the relationships we share with the opposite sexes, we draw invisible lines in which we prevent ourselves from crossing. Lines guided by the ruler of principles and morality. Lines in which different people draws differently... Yet some exceeds the boundaries of others, crossed by the lust and their selfish desires. Like how one could become a third party, wedging themselves between two others. Fissuring the trust between them and leading to the eventuality of brokened hearts.
I strongly believe in karma and that Lerner’s Symmetry Theorem also applies in the deeds we’ve done. Thus, I draw lines too, in an ocular bid to keep me in check. These lines conspicuously separate love and lust, friends and flings. However when circumstances changes; I alter them to suit the course of fate. Erasing and realigning these lines of segregation in accordance to changes and societal norms, evolution and the ever widening openness of humanism.
Love is just a thin line between fornication and communication. I am human, and being the quintessential man... I do stray from the lines.
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