love was told to be a fairytale.
the one where one waits for the love of their life,
the one where you get to hold hands,
the one where you go on picnic dates,
the one where you take adventures,
the one where you never stop loving each other.
however, it's all not a fairytale.
it's all real.
it's all hidden.
you just have to believe it exists.
continue striving to find that one love,
because in the end of every road,
you will always find that love waiting to blossom into
something so extraordinarily beautiful.
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