Why do you love something?
Love is the mental connection to a thing.
When you love something, it means your brain arouses towards that thing.
Why does your brain arouse towards that thing?
Would you wish you could select what your brain arouse to?
Would you wish your brain never arouse for something?
In a nutshell, to love is not a good neither is it a bad.
Its either you are loving, not loving, being loved or not being loved.
Which one do you fit in?
