Love…such a short word, but it carries so much. It can be a noun…when I say, “You are my love.” It is a verb…when I say, “I love you.” And it can even be cute when misused…when I say, “Loves you.” But that does not even touch the surface of what it is. It is the deepest embodiment of what we have…what we are. Even as undead…we know…love. I know…love. And it is you.
Your love, whatdidyousay