"How do you know you love him?"
My friend asked confused, I know because love isn't because you like everything about
the person. It's so much more than that. Love is when no matter what happens between you and that person, you will always do anything for that person for their happiness and safety. You could stop talking to them for years. But if you saw them at gun point you would take that gun and put it to your own head, and demand that they shoot you instead of them.
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PoetryJust a jumble of personal experiences I've had in life, or poems I created by my design or I thought were beautiful. Some short stories of reality or imaginary. Enjoy.
