Loving

By McKenna Dugdale

what is love. 

why is it what the poets, philosophers, and teenagers alike contemplate till their hearts bleed out. 

what if its just a cynical culmination of lust, trust and that which is impervious to the human condition? 

what would you do then? 

would your existence, every relationship you had, every heartbreak be null and void? 

what if there is no such thing as love; love is just the name we call whatever emotion makes your heart swell and your brain fog. 

what if love is just a condition that transforms the rest of our emotions. 

what if love truly is a unicorn— something that only continues to exist from the hearts and imaginations of humanity, with no real descriptors beyond the perceptive reality of the individual.  

By McKenna Dugdale