Love...

[sadshyguy]

I thought I knew what it was. I thought that I could describe it and that I could feel it constantly...but as you progress through life without it, it ends to get cold...and you start to get sad. It seems that it's een happening to me all this week. I suppose that love is like a rose. It's there, sprouts a bud...blooms and blossoms into this

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[midnitepoet]

But I still do...