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Ongoing, First published Apr 18, 2016
Mature
Love is not easy. That is the first lesson that I learned. When you fall in love the world does not stop spinning and time does not cease to exist. Life does not become what fairy tales are made up of and you don't become overwhelmed with the sensation to proclaim your love from the roof tops.
 In fact, it's quite the opposite. When you love someone and I mean really truly love someone, more times than not the world becomes a chain-link fence separating you from your adoration. Your voice shakes and your hands twitch. Your stomach feels like an atomic bomb is being placed in the pit of it and your eyes seem to want to drift into any direction but the one of your lover. Life is not fair, that's lesson number two. The world or the gods or fate is never in your favor. You have to be the luckiest person on this god forsaken planet if the person you love loves you back. It is undoubtedly common for you to have to learn to love or settle for less than what you deserve. I guess what I am saying is that the world is a dark place and love is the light within it  that only very few people can see. For me, Ann Riley Keller, love is an intangible thought.
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