Finding love's a journey. And do you think any journey could be smooth and without perils? We all know the answer to that, but these lessons are learnt the hard way, without shortcuts, going through the tedious process exclusively yourself, and giving your best at it. Love's an art, therefore, it takes time to perfect it. It could teach you patience, or it can entirely strip you of any moment of peace, but it's nonetheless a process, that begins and ultimately has an end to it. Maybe we live in a world where we are starving ourselves of this feeling. Of course, the meaning and outlook on love has changed within the past few years but the emotions are the same. When you feel loved, you feel joy, it's as simple as that, and love hurts sometimes but it shouldn't break you. When you feel broken it's the deprivation of love, and you need to accept it. Life's definitely worth living if the reservoir in you that craves love is constantly replenished, otherwise there's always a void. But living life has various different forms to it with different meanings. Everyone has unique experiences and a personal reaction to it, but sometimes you come across people who's journey just evokes a sense of familiarity and you start seeing yourself as a part of their lives when you still are just strangers to each other. This could be an uncanny feeling, but that's just how fate plays you, and as much as we want to control ourselves, we ultimately have to come to the acceptance that emotions are free-spirited.