Heart Vacancy
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We all know that when we fall in love, we, people literally say, unicorns and rainbows, butterflies in our stomach, bed full of roses, contentment, happiness, genuineness of the emotions and such.
We fall.. So easy just like singing ABC. We fall and we will just realise that we're fucked up, messed and insanely, horribly, beautifuly in love.
Love with happiness.
Love with contentment.
Love with understanding.
Love with sacrifices.
Love with jealousy.
Love with agony.
Love with risks.
Love with pain.
Love is a gamble. Either you win or lose. Will you let yourself win or let yourself lose?
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