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Every love story is different but they all coil into the same foundation that creates this uplifting in each person. That’s when love is at its purest, rawest moments. You’ve allowed this person to fill your mind, heart, senses, energy, and life. You are there’s and they are yours.
Everlasting love is like a breath of air. You have to continue to let that air out in hopes that it will find its way back in.
Trying to make someone stay and love you is like holding air in your lungs. It’ll burn and hurt you more than just allowing the movement of life to take care of it for you.
Trying to forget someone is like watching the sunset but knowing it will rise again the next day.
Trying to believe that what you had will bring them back is like thinking the cloud above you will hold its shape forever.
I feel this blank
There is so much to explain
But I don’t have it in me to complain
Why do we crave love and think it’s a pretty word
When all we get is pain
Those blissful moments of connection come with intentions
It takes a lot of work to dissect it
It takes a lot of work to learn to love and learn to be loved
Are humans truly equipped for this?
