It doesn't matter who you like and who you love, you just follow your instinct and heart. And who could have explain love?
Love is.
When you try to be the better person than you were before. When you feel that every bit of your existence matters. When every drop of your sweat and blood appreciated. When you live and breathe happiness. When your heart feels like bursting with emotion. All that make you content.
You fight for love.
But there was a time when you just have to admit defeat. And you stop crying.
Only time can help and heal me again.
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