Author's note: These are my Different Prose/s, I haven't checked on it yet and you might read some errors along the way and I would like to apologize for that. But, I promise to check and edit it once I'm done with my other on-going series.
Disclaim...
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Give her back her feelings,
If endless love was a dream, then it was a dream we all shared, even more than we all shared the dream of never dying or of traveling through time and if anything set her apart? it was not her impulses but her stubbornness, her willingness to take the dream past; what had been agreed upon as the reasonable limits to declare that her dream was not a feverish trick of her own mind- but was an actuality at least as real as that other, thinner, more unhappy illusion we call- normal life.
It was only vanity and discouragement that sometimes made her feel alone with her endless love-but now that she was taking one of the risks; her heart had urged upon him, she could also feel she's not alone.
Endless love is impossible in a world filled with heartache, injustice, and despair. the person she loved upon which she thought would stay forever-did not; that is what makes it unfair.
After all, the intimations of endless love weren't the same now as they were thousands of years before- normal life had changed a thousand times and in a thousand different ways. she ask, which then, was more real?
and If you cannot give her the answer, can you give her back her feelings?
