Love is meeting the one person who doesn't judge you for the things normal people would. It is feeling complete doing the smallest things with them.
As i sat on my unmade bed, I thought of you. I thought of what we would say, what we would do. And it became clear to me that i was in love. And that scared me...
" Love is not what you give, but what you are willing to give up".
Why must love be intensified by absence?
The only real key to the heart is the honesty of ones true feelings.
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