Love. Such a word too often used but too often mistaken. Perhaps the world conspired for something else to believe in. Something to hold on to while we're lost and seeking.
Somehow, between forgotten memories and fading dreams, you and I managed to find our way.
My joy back to your laughter. Your silence back to my peace.
I led myself back to love. Then it was love, as always, that keeps leading me back to you, you to me, us back to ourselves.
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