I wonder if love is always an either/ or? Like you either love someone or you don’t. Or is love a continuum? Like love at one end, different degrees of likeability and dislikeability, right through to hate on the other end. Or can love and hate exist together? Like when you have a love-hate relationship with someone.
Love is an emotion that has always puzzled me. Like a cloud with fuzzy edges, that joins and un-joins with other pieces of clouds, to become something bigger than what it was, or to become something smaller than when it started off.
Love morphs, over time. To love or be loved. Make love, not war.
Someone once said, “Love me or hate me, but spare me your indifference.”