What Is Love?

They say you don’t know what you don’t know which caused me to question, What did I know of love or its origins?

I called her love, this astonishing enchantress who slipped out of the void and through my vanity, her beauty masking the faceless monster beneath, and publicly stoning me with a slander so brutal it left me no option but to seek refuge within her oblivion.

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