You cannot always choose the person you fall in love with and there is no guarantee that person will love you back, but there are a thousand feelings locked up in between these two actions.
If love were a weapon it would be the deadliest, but usually, it is a gift.
It feels so good to love, maybe even better than being loved.
And it hurts so much not to be loved by the person you love, it is incomprehensible.
Twice I wanted to die for love.
Once I almost suceeded.
The second time love jumped in and held me above water until I got my breath. He refused to let me do the unthinkable, even threatening to join me if I kept on going.
In all my life there has been no greater gift than that.
Love gave me life.
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