For me, intimacy without love is barren.

A friendship without love is not a friendship.

A “lover” who does not love you is not a lover.

Not fake love. Not empty words. Not trickery which implies such a thing, but in reality, is nothing close to it.

Because I am a person, not a thing.

I can’t do “thing.”

And I can’t withstand a conversation¬†that has no love.

Every Thursday