Love! Love! Love! Love!
In small doses it leaves one to crave for more.
In balanced with just the right amount it suffices one.
In either extreme or drip doses it can either kill or make you.
But hey that's just from a mere observers view, she don't have proof to defend her statement on love.
She hears, and chooses to believe on the following expressive descriptions that love is light, it is bright and to love is to live.
There is variety in love. Love shown and felt in families is the greatest sort of all, she believes. Love experienced and consumed during relationships is altogether different, the fortunate gets to retell theirs on happy tunes. While the unfortunate looks up ways to either remedy or avoid theirs. Love, such a small word that holds so much. You can't choose who you love. It is spontaneous and a journey that'll take you across the oceans of trust, streams of loyalty, valleys of patience, rivers of tolerance, hills of communication and only the strongest will conquer the mountain of forgiveness. To love and be loved is such serene of a feeling. How can one differentiate what's real from what's not.
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Deep Thoughts That Weren't Taught
RandomHey! Hi! Hello! This book is a compilation of random thoughts that had bopped outta nowhere and had stuck so i wrote them to be free of them. Hope you enjoy ps: its my first time in writing stuff so don't judge 😂💞💞💞
