shootingstarrs
love is love.
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I love you. It's that simple. Love doesn't need any extras. It's enough just to love someone with all that you have. It doesn't need fancy gifts, long songs, and confusing words. All that's really needed is those three words. You know why? Love is Love. Simple as that. It's the feeling that you get when you know you've found happiness in somebody else's happiness. The word, love, itself is a promise. I am yours. I am here for you. Be here for me. No exceptions, no lies. You are mine, and we are each other. Love transforms a person, and whether it be for good or for bad, it's worth every minute. You make me better, I make you better. We become our real selves through each other. And true love means letting go. You can't keep your walls up in fear of getting hurt. That only blocks out the magic. Because even if you get your heart torn out and stomped on, it's still beating. Waiting for the person who will come along and mend the broken pieces, pull you back together. Nobody comes out the same person as they went in. And all these things are the beauty of love. If you are brave enough to embark on a journey, let yourself go, giving all of who you are to another person, trusting them to hold you close and not let you fall, you will be rewarded. Love is Love. Simple as that. and these three words. I love you. So small, mean so much.
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love is love.
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I love you. It's that simple. Love doesn't need any extras. It's enough just to love someone with all that you have. It doesn't need fancy gifts, long songs, and confusing words. All that's really needed is those three words. You know why? Love is Love. Simple as that. It's the feeling that you get when you know you've found happiness in somebody else's happiness. The word, love, itself is a promise. I am yours. I am here for you. Be here for me. No exceptions, no lies. You are mine, and we are each other. Love transforms a person, and whether it be for good or for bad, it's worth every minute. You make me better, I make you better. We become our real selves through each other. And true love means letting go. You can't keep your walls up in fear of getting hurt. That only blocks out the magic. Because even if you get your heart torn out and stomped on, it's still beating. Waiting for the person who will come along and mend the broken pieces, pull you back together. Nobody comes out the same person as they went in. And all these things are the beauty of love. If you are brave enough to embark on a journey, let yourself go, giving all of who you are to another person, trusting them to hold you close and not let you fall, you will be rewarded. Love is Love. Simple as that. and these three words. I love you. So small, mean so much.
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