A friend once told me: "Love is everywhere. It is there when you are awoken by the morning sun. When you sleep waiting for the next sunrise."
"It is there when the nature gives you oxygen. When your veins pump up with each breath."
But what is the value of love when I don't love myself?? What difference does it make when I am not ready to accept this love?? When I feel like I don't deserve it.
*Note* That friend of mine is @imaginarywriter