How do ever know unless we try.

I have met and known many people from around the world. I call many friends. But what of love from the lost and bewildered like me. I thought at one point in my life that I knew something. It was fleeting and enigmatic ,but I knew it was there. Then my beliefs and trust was lost in a moment. I have never found them. May not ever feel like that again. But who cares each to there own. And if you have it throw it away like every one else does... maybe love is dead to the world. only memory remains.