So here is what I think. I think that someone can be happy, I think they can feel lust and care for a multitude of people at a time. I believe if people realise that love is simply lust with a few conditions slapped on top designed by the media to sell movies and make life seem like it has a cause, then they too can understand that fulfilment isn't by finding or convincing ourselves of this magical thing called love that exists. No, love is lust and lust is for everyone. Everyone can find someone they care for that cares for them back and you can both agree that you don't really need to keep playing the game and you can settle down. One day, one of you might decide that you want to play the lust game again because you are bored or because you don't 'feel the love' anymore and that proves my point, the love didn't exist, it was simply a mindset, and that mindset can be changed or altered simply with a change of disposition or 'change of mind' as it may be. They aren't falling 'out of love with you', your pot of gold at the end of the rainbow isn't running away, oh no. This is just someone deciding that while they like your company they want to feel the fire of lust again and are going to give it a shot. This is someone deciding that they don't want to be settled down anymore and think they still have what it takes to play the game. They might even stop thinking you smell of all the right pheromones. That is completely animal nature and the power of lust. But is love a thing, is it a feeling? No. Lust is a feeling. Love is a contract we make with ourselves. Love is a thing we are taught that exists. Love is a name we give to many things. Love is the thing we call the want to be connected to someone forever. Truly though, love is the name we give to describe a natural sequence of events that many animals take part in: mating. And here's the best part, we can take part in the lust sequence without having to convince ourselves that we can only be 'in love' with one person and that's it. If we realise there isn't this mystical pot of gold at the end of the rainbow we realise that we can feel this lust for many people and be very content. We won't get hurt as much because we won't feel like we are missing out on this 'love' thing every time something ends with someone. If we wake up and realise that the magic is in our head, we can feel just as fulfilled at Christmas by the presents and the family without the cookies being eaten mysteriously. We will realise we can actually be satisfied easier if we stop deceiving ourselves with this myth in our head. We can be happier and we can be just as fulfilled. Then we will ask ourselves why we ever bothered believing in love in the first place because it just caused us all pain and anxiety. I tried to keep believing in Santa you know, but then I realised that Christmas was just as great without it. I realised that there is no god that is going to deliver forgiveness, so why live my life trying to find him. I realised that there is no magical force called love so why keep feeling sadness at the thought of losing people who could be my key to that feeling? Why not just enjoy life and lust and fulfilment as it can be enjoyed, simply.