All along this collection of poems, prose, songs, tests, etc., we have talked about love. For her, him, them, the world, or you. Love in all its ways. Tragic love, romantic love, honorific love, every single nugget of love. I have loved. It did not always turn well. It did not always turn wrong. It just traced its way in the field of life. Life is not all black or all white. Love is similar. In order to understand love and everything that comes with it, you have to love yourself. I have to love myself. We have to love ourselves. We all have to love ourselves. Love is beautiful. Love is painful. Love is mesmerizing. Love is amazing. Love is sadness. Love is joy. Love is anything. Love is everything. Love is, and that is enough. Thankfully, with all the love of my heart, thanks for reading this far. I will come back soon, with more writings, and especially, more love. I love you.
- Sm-L_books
* For the people who speak French, I have another collection of poems named "Pensées Profondes" on my account, and an Instagram account where I post daily citations that I create. It's : mes.jolis.mots (It has pink flowers on the profile picture) *
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To live, To love, To leave
Poesía"Life is about love and love is about lives." - Sm-L_books
