Yet regardless if you love them,
hate them,
wish they would die or know that you would die without them, it matters not!
Because once in your life,
whatever they are to the world,
they become everything to you.
When you look them in the eyes,
travel the depths of their souls and say a million things without trace of sound,
you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beats of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, no paper do it justice. It is a thing of not the mind but the heart.
thinking back on life and love.. love can really be destructive
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