“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.”
how can a love die....whatever has died, mustn't have been love, we are mistaken. Move further, there are, brighter sources, where possibility of finding love is better. how can you be fooled, dear, just try to look at it, the dead corpse is not of love, it is always alive.
and no body can kill it, it is much bigger and greater than us, we can't kill it, and you can't decide to part from it.....and it won't leave you either....
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how can a love die....whatever has died, mustn't have been love, we are mistaken. Move further, there are, brighter sources, where possibility of finding love is better. how can you be fooled, dear, just try to look at it, the dead corpse is not of love, it is always alive.
and no body can kill it, it is much bigger and greater than us, we can't kill it, and you can't decide to part from it.....and it won't leave you either....
just see..
I think.you are right, if it ended it wasn't love.
only this is right, and you can ignore it, but it won't change.....
fake coins exist, because real coins exist....
if there is something of the real, only then fake can exist, just go search for the real, or it will search you....
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