Sometimes we forget that love is just a feeling, but our soul decides instinctively to settle there, in love.
Sometimes we forget how life was like the first time we have tasted love.
It feels eternal, but we fake it, forgetting that there will be an end.
It feels dreamy, but we forget once waking up, everything will disappear.
Is that what we are looking for? Is that what makes us, us ? Is that love, or a feeling the mind stands helpless to interpret?
I hear your voice, and my world becomes so alive. I try to deny my love to you, but the thing is my love to you is so pure and it can survive.
Is it really true love makes us vulnerable and bring us back to the self we were running away from?
Or does loving someone sound like a fancy dream and our brain is making up a happy ending for Romeo and Juliette unfulfilled romantic story?
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