You are clear and logical, saying that possessiveness is not love, unwillingness is not love, being together is not love, tolerance is not love, tearing is not love, and desire is not love. It's not love, so tell me what love is. How come there are so many definitions? Why are there so many restrictions? No matter how hard you try to analyze, my love will pass away. It is a small flash, a moment. Why can't you stop, look at me, and give me a hug?