She embraced love in the only way she had ever known: fearless, reckless, unconditionally.
Forgetting completely that humans are nothing like that.
Humans are doubtful, considered and unfortunately always temporarily.
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Poetryain't it wonderful how we hold on to life by simply finding something worth living for? and even stranger it is that it might be that in that very specific search for happiness that we end up finding something completely different...
