Love as it stands today, seems to be like some affair which calls for the skills of kite flying. You use your brains, to let the thread loose at the right time and pull it tight at some other. Neither loose enough to let it fly away and slip through your fingers, nor too tight lest it snaps.
Can't we do without the threads and the maneuvering.
It is not the love I know; or had dreamt of as a growing teenager.
Is it worth it?
I would rather let the thread snap or slip through my fingers, if there has to be a thread at all