this thing called love, this feeling, action, point of confusion that we label LOVE…has been written about an infinite amount of times…sung in countless languages…expressed in all ways possible…
esto que llamamos amor…my heart sinks, leaps, runs towards and from, skips a beat, skips two beats, tears up, creates smiles around…LOVE.
how would i have known that opening my heart up to her, would mean that i then also open my heart up to a whole new way of loving/LIVING?
🙂
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