Sometimes you believe. Hold a concept of undeniable truth. Something that just makes sense.
And sometimes you have to let go of those beliefs. Because every belief has its day of reckoning, and you realise you hadn't thought it through. You finally see the logic just doesn't follow. And you cling for dear life. But you can never go back, only forward.
Reality. Stick with what's real. Love is wasted if it's not accepted. Love is wasted if it's not demonstrated. Love is useless if it's not returned. Because things that aren't refreshed and sustained don't survive. And no amount of belief or "absolute truth" will change that.
The only truth is our own. We can only believe in the value of our truth and our loyalty to others, loyalty to the ones who represent something more. Loyalty to an ideal, a concept, a belief, is nothing more than a light for fools to follow.
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