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it was during english that i learnt about 'Myths'.
stories and stuff like animals racing in stories,
the evolution of mankind,
mythical creatures,
gods and goddesses.

but something was missing,
a myth that was stuck in my head.
the myth, of 'love'.

the things it could do to you,
affect you, help you,
myths of love,
stuff like love at first sight,
breaking of the human heart mind and soul,
courage to take the bullet for someone else,
aren't there all mysteries of love?
of this fable yet seem oh so real myth.

but of course, with the focus of 'love' in my mind,
there was definately an image in my mind as well.
an image conjured, simply by the mention of 'love'.
an image, an image of you.

i couldn't help but think,
everything about you.
from your beautiful face,
to your dazzling eyes and warm smile..
is this all part of the myth?

the mystery of love,
a myth never solved but yet accepted into society,
i live with it, with love, but a question still lingered in my mind,
do you, live with love, for me?