Love, taught from a box; shaped and formed in to a box but yet it is the highest grafted illusion ever sought after. Perhaps it is a feeling that we are truly after. If you’ve only been exposed to a dysfunctional representation of love, after awhile, life shapes us to define it ourselves. The absence of a well rounded example leads to confusion and romanticized ideas of what it can be or what it wasn’t. But is love truly what we thought it to be? Trauma and bliss, loyalty? By the words of the mighty Shaka Guru, “Define love, my dear.” Therefore, I chose to see love my way, and it’s hilarious!