And then there are those loves that never leave you.
The ones that stream into your hearts in younger years, make camp and stay with you forever.
With words left unspoken and dreams left unfinished.
To wait, to break, to strengthen and finally, to let go.
The love that changes you.
The ones that make you better.
The ones that keep you in the light during darkness.
The ones that may never know the depth of your feelings, the pull of their energy, and the smiles imprinted that never diminish from your mind.
There are those loves that perhaps were never meant to be lived together, but that yet no matter how much time passes, the bonds that were made are never to part.
And always glow warm with the feeling of home when eyes meet and invisible rays connect heart to heart.
Memories that see seasons come and go with never an inch of lessening the history made, through times of summers and winters of old when talk was eternal, and comfort of souls made fast foundations laid.
Come age and come change on the surface of skin, those eyes and that soul changes nothing deep within.
And all through the years, come joy and come pain, the wonder of you shall always remain.
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