Sometimes we're just incredibly silly.
Most time we try to keep loving or being loved by someone.
If we don't, we keep searching love all the time.
We desire, lust,and crave for it.
Then we find it eventually but also get joy and hurt out of it.
We suffer when it left.
We blame it for our distress.
We blame our lovers for our wounds.
However we start to hunt for it again.
Like an endless circle.
We blame it and at the same time hunger after it.
We human beings are always silly.