Love is a liquid
Easily diluted and polluted
If you pour enough chemicals in it
The traces of love will dissipate
And no one will know why they call it love anymore
Love is a gas
That can be as easy to see as the molecular structure of the air we breathe
But can materialize into a solid
However, it is rare
Love is unreliable matter
Love is solid
Love is a perplexing substance that no one fully understands
But undeniably, love is love
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