Darling…
This love is too mature to be only limerence, yet contains every associated symptom. It is too old to be only heat, yet burns constant, bright and warming like the morning sun. It is too lasting to be only light, yet all paths forward are obscured by its brightness. This love simply is and will be.
This love is too mature to be only limerence, yet contains every associated symptom. It is too old to be only heat, yet burns constant, bright and warming like the morning sun. It is too lasting to be only light, yet all paths forward are obscured by its brightness. This love simply is and will be.
From “The Truth About Forever” by Sarah Dessen
There is
never a time
or place
for true love.
It happens
accidentally,
in a heartbeat,
in a single
flashing,
throbbing
moment.
There isnever a time
or place
for true love.
It happens
accidentally,
in a heartbeat,
in a single
flashing,
throbbing
moment.
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