Love isn’t meeting your significant other at a exclusive glance. Love isn’t being able to share your day-to-day stories with your other. Love isn’t being unable to live without each other. Love isn’t being comfortable to open up to her. This just means you are inseparable. Love is getting that same feeling you felt on your first interaction but daily as of when hearing the soothe tone of her voice, or when your eyes have set on the perfection God has solely created just for you. Love is when you religiously believe in destiny. Love is having ample strength yet you can barely open a jar. Love is having abundant energy yet getting tired by sunset. Love is like having boundless time … time is not boundless.
Charles Mia
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