Remains - an old entry.
love can be many things, come in many ways it can be tricky and shifting it can be unseen or hidden sometimes we have to look underneath to find it and even then though we know it exists we are at times unable to tap into its system fully sometimes love is unwavering and sometimes it waves goodbye but it might mark a trail it might help us out it might leave glistening dust over alternate pathways that were only grey options before