Some people describe me as cynical (how that happened, beats me), but actually I do very much believe in love. Love is what holds this wretched planet together, love is what drives us all.

As a matter of fact, love is the only thing I can fully honestly say I believe in. For love is the only purpose we have in life, as my colleague has written in his letter to his “one”, even if we deny ourselves all happiness, love still is a reason to get up in the morning.

I myself can’t wait till I find my mind wavering at the thought of one special person again, though it mightn’t happen soon, I’m looking forward to it. For the feeling love gives, is undeniably the best feeling in the world. The moment you look in someone’s eyes, and all troubles fade away, is priceless. Even the moments of doubt, do they feel the same? Do they think we’re hot? Do they like us? Are better than any other feeling in this world, and the next.

Now I know that this is a lot sappier than a lot of my stories, but I just thought you should know, that you should never ever give up on the thing that matters most, because the world sucks a little bit less when shared with a loved one, and for the people that miss my grumpiness: I’ll bitch about fat people again next week!

So never dare give up on love, for that is the most callous crime you’ll ever commit.

John Sacks