We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.
I don’t love my friends with my heart nor with my mind
this is because, the heart stops, and the mind forgets
i love my friends with my soul
it never stops and nor does it forget.