doomsday, cupid

shoot! this is the thing i dread the most- handling love professionally.
everyone knows that love is and probably never will be a professional being. it is everything unpredictable, erratic and immeasurable.

through thousands of years i have seen many who have tried to define it but no one actually came up with a decent definition. no, i doubt if they ever will.
how can they expect me to do well with this? ok, wish me luck.