We all speak of love as if it was meant for mere relationships. Love trandscends agreements to be together. I love the quiet, I love the stars, I love the being who gave birth to me, I love the creases in the your eyes when you smile. Who decided that love was meant to be chained and shackled to one defintion that is shoved down our throats? When has love become a money making scheme, a product to be bought and sold?
By Ifrah Ahmed
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