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One-side Love is like a butterfly in a glass bottle which we call our heart. Everyone can see through it, soon or later. Some find it artistic, some find it beautiful and someone finds it like a source to muse. Visual differs for each viewer.
But unlike all these beautiful comparisons from the people who see it, There is a lot of claustrophobia associated with it.People who carry about the bottle and butterfly 🦋 have whole another dimension. The butterfly wants to be liberated, to fly in the free sky. The insecurities, The fear of abandonment, The holding back will the love will ever feel liberated? Will the butterfly ever reach its destination?
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