Love is tricky.
One moment its so wonderful it feels like you could burst,
the next it's trying to pull your heart from your chest and stomp on it until its only dust.
Love is fun, exciting, comforting.
it's also sharp, painful, aching.
It's the person, place, memory, anything really that can make love one or the other.
Sometimes it can be both.
The order is the most important for the most heart wrenching pain you will ever feel from pure betrayal, or that inner peace and grown love that brings a graceful balance to life.
It's what makes life fun.
Seeing
which
one
comes
first.
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flower (twilight)
FanfictionThe past few years have been hard for Emmett. He felt so lonely in the house of vampires and no mate to call his own. The past few years had been difficult for Caroline Bonneau. Her family was killed in a mass genocide done by a Volturi member. She...
