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Maybe finding someone to share everything with is not the point.
Maybe the point is to feel fulfilled in the self-consciousness of individuality.
Ours is a love that light understands; ours is a truce forged in silence. Before life began, I was parched in your absence.
It's ironic, once we've matured enough to understand love, we're often too mature to receive it.
Love is like
Two bubbles kissing,
That very instant
One goes missing.
We often tip-toe into love, like searching for a light in the dark - it's always much easier with a hand to hold
You push me, when I'm a door that you should've pulled.
Together, we name this moment Eternity; although in truth, it lasts but an instant...
I love the flutter my heart makes every time we talk.
Sometimes, I can't tell whether it is my weak will, or your strong perfume.
To me you're perfect; No matter what you say or do, I'll never want you to be someone other than you