I am but a canvas that I paint on. My canvas is as big as my life. The painting is me, what happens to me affects the way and what I paint. As time goes by, my style changes and improves. Sometimes it synchronizes with other people's styles, becoming the same painting for a while. That is called love. Sometimes it fades away as the styles change, sometimes lovers affect each other's paintings for the rest of their lives, and they stay in sync for as long as they live. That is called true love.