Es[Sent]ial
Love is like a seesaw.
It is so up and down.
In order to keep up with the recurring changes of that seesaw,
One must understand why the seesaw is never balanced.
In order for the seesaw to be balanced,
There needs to be an equal mass on both sides.
Mass could me measured in effort,
Mass could be measured in optimism,
Mass could be measured in satisfaction,
And it is measured on dedication.
Love is a two way street,
One person on the other side could be vexed.
Frustrated and beat up.
But to bring that seesaw back to a balanced position,
You need to take sacrifices to show how much mass you put in.