Something stale lingers in this particular place of love, drenched in a desperate feeling of regret and loss. I hope that if you ever get half-way near here, you'd run fast for your heart. Before you fall into a trance of recurring abandoned love, I hope you find love and more but never love and less. "Love and Less" will never be considered a fairytale for it is what's left behind when the stars, with all their sparkle, burn out.