The allegory of love

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'Is it strange how my letters perfectly describe you? Is it too hard for you to give me every intricate detail of you? I have left all my wars to come at peace with your stars. I can watch your back through every storm of yours, knowing what's my love worth for. Love me till the last breath and I'd love you till my death. I want to ask you, will you watch the stars laying on the ground with me every day?' And reading these words of him how could I not fall in love someday? Our tale had begun and it had been a year, and I had told him all my fears. I could feel his eyes on me when I wasn't looking at him. I knew this knot had been made for immortality but maybe I wasn't ready. I could never watch him cry and I'd never let the water rile.

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