Time does not mean anything when it comes to love. We can love someone we just met an hour ago and it does not make it less of a love that developed through time.
It is precisely this truth that makes love so beautiful but also scary. I mean, how can a love be so short-lived but haunt us for as long as it wants?
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Realizations with Love
RandomJust an open documentation of my realizations with love.
