Because we do.

Why
do we hurt the ones we love,
and allow ourselves
to be hurt by people who claim
to love us?

What is
‘love’, really? If
it’s so fleeting
and inconsistent, why
do we place all our hopes and dreams

on a familiar stranger, hoping
that it’ll all turn out well?

Are we born
companions, or do we learn
to love as we grow up?

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