Love, just like everything else, can be taken away. And love, just like dreams, is meaningless unless we can experience it. Everyone can dream, everyone can imagine love and everything else it takes for them and everyone else in the world to be happy, but the world is not any wiser. For how many people are willing to do what it takes to experience what they desire and imagine is another thing. Like someone said, to love means nothing, to be loved means something, to love and be loved means everything. Yet we say and do what we feel we should while we think and feel something else altogether. Never being or experiencing what we imagine. Never being true with ourselves or others. And days go by and the curtain closes, uninfluenced by our game of life.