What is to be found?

I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.
Unconditional love may be harmful, maybe that's why everybody is so concerned of their own needs and beliefs. Those beliefs may turn a love story into a freaky nightmare.
When it comes to relationships, maybe we're all in glass houses, and shouldn't throw stones. Because you can never really know. Some people are settling down, some are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less. Than butterflies...