Love is sacred, and it is pure. The knowledge of loving has been imbibed in us since we were born. It is a need, to dedicate your life to a person, an ambition, a happiness, a dream, a song , a cause, a thing. It takes us through journeys we couldn't have imagined we had the strength for, it makes the hardest things easy. Love is a play of lights, sometimes its as brilliant, as iridescent as a sparkling ray , and sometimes, as dark as gloomy shadows. It is as natural as the rain, and as true as the earth's blood. To have loved someone, deeply and truly, makes us a different person. I truly feel that if all of my achievements were to be arranged and scaled, then loving you would be the thing I'm most proud of, of what I'm most sure of.
More than anything, love is instinct. The way one just knows the person, the right person. So I fail to understand, how can loving someone or something be wrong?
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