Think of it, what’s your definition of love? is it a burden of the heart or the meeting of two souls on lover’s lips?
Love is full of contradictions
Love is ecstacy and agony. Freedom and imprisonment. Belonging and loneliness
It’s what keeps us together, when life tears us apart
Love can be the best thing and the worst thing that ever happens to you, it is a minefield, you take a step and get blown to pieces, put yourself back together again and stupidly take another step. I guess that’s human nature, it hurts so much to be alone that we'd all rather blow-up than be single. But it’s worth the risk, the day you get that first kiss of the one who’ll plant a seed in your heart and make it blossom to the fruit of pure passion, that day you’ll understand what I mean, what I feel, how I blossom because of him.
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