Love, when wielded against systems that thrive on division and dehumanization, is not just personal—it’s political. It is a refusal to be controlled, a refusal to accept the erasure of others, and a refusal to let fear dictate connection. In a world that tells us to be indifferent, love is resistance.

Which is maybe why the act of loving someone, even if it doesn’t work out, is never time wasted. Besides—you know what The Grateful Dead say—

—“The only time is now.”