Love's Unwritten Narrative. (37 sec)

Here's my love story.
Wait...love is not a story.

That's the trap, isn’t it? Trying to wrap love into a neat narrative, bending it to fit a plot we can follow, claim, and control. But love isn’t something you can possess, measure, or end. It’s not confined to time, to form, or to the ego’s need to define it. Love just is — eternal, present, beyond all stories. The moment you try to make love a story, you lose the essence of what it truly is: a state of being that cannot be owned, only experienced.

Now that is the real love story — the one that has no beginning or end, no chapters to close. Just endless, boundless being.

#thinkgod
I am sorry.
Please forgive me.
Thank you.
I love you.