We love what we love.
Reason does not enter into it.
In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That’s as easy as putting a penny into your pocket.
What really keeps life going is to love despite.
To find something you can not make peace with, something that repels you at the moment to a place far far away and yet, keep loving what you love. Keep loving who you love.
There are a thousand ways to retreat in a shell. A thousand reasons to not love.
There isn’t a single one to.
Yet, we love who we love.