so I cry out, love has hands

 

let me tell you this one thing that sucks great big balls. love is restrained by the convenience of distance, location and proximity. chances are, your perfect lover is someone you'll never meet or talk to because they're on the opposite side of the world. so you and your lover have to make do with what they're given, and miss out on each other's love. but I don't know, maybe that's just my godforsaken lover's pessimism