You love something. And you love someone.

Are these two very different?

Can you ever love ‘an object’ as much as ‘a person’?

Can they even be equated?

Stupid thought crossed my mind. Felt like putting it out there.


2 thoughts on “”

  1. Maybe it’s a different kind of love? I certainly love my home, the one I have now and the one I was brought up in, where my parents still live. Some-thing, that has been part of your life for a long time, I am sure you can have a love for.


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