Have you ever loved anyone? "Yes" Right? I'm pretty sure most of us have loved someone at one point in our lives. May it be the platonic kind of love or something more than that... It comes in various ways and we express it in our own unique way. Love is a choice that we tend to choose on a daily basis, we choose to love the people around us. But do we really have a "choice" on the people we love? Some would say yes, but some would also say no... maybe because they rely on that sudden spark of feeling that comes out from nowhere... that feeling where you suddenly feel something for that person which you never thought in your whole damn life you would fall for. What if that person you think you truly love isn't really that person? What if that person is different from the way you actually expected? Would you still choose to love that person? "Love" That one simple word with a big varying meaning in accordance to the people you ask to define it. This story mainly revolves around it, but as we all know... love is not as simple as how you say it. And this story is prime example of it. P.S. Pictures used in this story are not owned by me. Author's Note: As much as I want to be specific, I don't want to spoil the content. My theme is a bit serious this time but trust me it'll be a good read. I hope you would enjoy it! HIGHEST RANKING: #1 in TAGS
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