Love happens in different ways
Ways you don't expect
Ways you don't see yourself
Ways you never knew existed with people you've never heard of
Never seen
Never spoken to
Love works in different ways
Like black magic
Mysterious and bold
Love is such a funny word
It's also a joke
People mistake feelings for love so often
All the time
That shouldn't be
Love is elegant
It is pure and kind
The deepest feeling a human can possibly feel
Yet it's used so effortlessly it almost means nothing
Love isn't just there suddenly
Over time you grow
You laugh and learn from that person
New adventures, new heights, new limits
Love is love
Four letters so simple
They hurt...
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