“If love could speak, it would do so in different sentences.”
If love could speak, it would do so in different sentences.
There are some that happen in an instant – a spur-of-the-moment burst of emotion and passion. It is the kind that narrates, “I’ve loved youthe moment I laid eyes on you.” And then some loves are gradual, progressive, the kind that takes years to bloom and never wilts, the kind that finally lets you know, “I have loved you all these years.”
There is a love that becomes your source of joy, leaving that smile on your face and the butterflies in your stomach, one that tells you, “You make me so, so happy.” Then there’s another that takesthe hurt, that carries the burden, that loves you no matter how difficult it can be to love; the kind that promises, “For you, I can endure the pain.”
There is a love that embraces you for who you are, strengths…
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