Here goes my unadulterated opinion of the greatest musical in the history of all musicals.
Love is a farce, and all that you think love should be, it isn’t. Love is patient, love is kind love is slowly loosing your mind, love is death. Because without death there can’t be love.
Love is open windows on rainy nights to let the thunder in, love is pillow fights and burnt food and broken music records. Love is all your beliefs brought low because beliefs never become reality.
Love is a musical you loved that didn’t end how you expected.
Word prints for Daily prompt: -farce