Love Has Been Forgotten/ Love Perceptions

Love has been forgotten. I repeat, love, it has been forgotten.

An arrogant, unwarranted, superficial, almost meaningless statement. Probably erroneous, the result of a young, inexperienced mind with no age to understand love. 

For the moment, though, let us ignore this acerbic being of mine as an intellect and assume that there is some truth in this statement. So, truth or lie?

My words allude to certainty, but they have a whiff of sensation. Sensation, is based on perception and perception is based on consciousness, knowledge and judgment. I am conscious but not acquainted with love, so my judgment is partial, like my perception, which makes sensation, therefore, incomplete. Incomplete is not synonymous with wrong but neither is it synonymous with right; therefore, truth or lie?

Can sensation ever be certainty? If I were conscious and knowing of love and judgment and perception were complete, would it be sensation, certainty? If sensation were certainty, would it be certainty, truth? And if certainty were truth, would this be truth, same truth as those who have gone before me and will follow me? So, certainty, truth or lie?

Once again, love has been forgotten.

By whom? From me? How can I, distant acquaintance of love, forget. Perhaps not knowing, means having forgotten, perhaps being aware of an existence, does not mean knowing this existence.

From them? They should be the ones to talk about it, but how can they talk about it if they have no memory of it. If they have memory of it, therefore, why not talk about it? If they talk about it why, no voice is heard?

From us? If you were part of us and remembered love, we would remember, but if you did not remember love and no one remembered, we would not remember.

By you? You are what we are not, for that very reason, you are you and we are us, therefore, if we remembered you would forget and if we forgot, you would remember.

So, truth or lie? Indeed, for whom truth and for whom lie?

Love has been forgotten.