Once upon a tie, Mswaki wrote this down. He has been pestering me to publish something of his, even after giving the one major excuse that I barely have an audience here and his efforts might go unnoticed. Anyway, he armtwisted me and here we go:
Love is feeling something special for someone.
You can't develop love for someone you do not know or for someone you have
never met. Love is finding someone special from the masses, someone to comfort
you when you are hard hit, someone who believes in you, someone who sees the
potential in you, someone who shares the visions other people think are stupid,
someone's whose thinking, though different from yours, tends to find a balance
point, someone who understands your fears and tries to calm them, someone who
sees your sensitive areas and respects them, someone who regards you special to
them just like you regard them special to you. You fall in love with that
someone because it is hard to find someone who conforms to those rules, given
as the way, each one of us is unique. That is why, even if it is reproducing,
you don't reproduce with every woman out there, that is why you will leave a
woman with your child and marry another one who has nothing to call yours. Love
exists, I might not have found any, yet......I'm just saying, smile and the
heavens might smile back and give you that someone special
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