love is strange thing. it is a flower ,so delicate that touch will broke it and so strong that nothing will stop its growth. think often how we miss love in a time bye a wrong gesture
by an unspoken word by not keeping silent at the right time
we lose it by interference of another people
by a lack of money and communication
by a quarrel over something stupid and yet
we cannot live without it ♥♥♥ ·
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