There are many ways to love someone. Sometimes we want love so much, we're not too choosy about who we love. Other times, we make love such a pure and noble thing, no poor human can ever meet our vision. But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, "There is something about you I cherish." It doesn't entail marriage, or even physical love. There's love of parents, love of city or nation, love of life, and love of people. All different, all love.
P.S.: Sometimes you read something that makes sense to you.. It maybe a very obvious idea.. but the words fit together and ring a bell in your mind.. Reason enough to write it down somewhere.
P.S.: Sometimes you read something that makes sense to you.. It maybe a very obvious idea.. but the words fit together and ring a bell in your mind.. Reason enough to write it down somewhere.
2 comments:
is that coffee?? the same puppy whose pic u had posted a few months back..
man! I sure miss my dog...
'love for' rather than 'love of' :)
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