Love birds is a species live in Africa, of which always stick together, to live, and to fly. All these years, we use this word as a metaphor of loving couples.
What if we love each other but never be physically together? Does this love still count ? If the love exists, does it mean we can deceive by our imagination and somehow let inner world take control of our reality?
I use my boyfriend who I haven’t seen in a year as the model to figure out the object and subject of love, how much has imaginations take part in it ,and most importantly , how we really define the world we are in.
