Madness
Love is a temporary madness
It erupts like volcanoes and then subsides
And when it subsides
You have to make a decision
You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together
That it is inconceivable that you should ever part
Because this is what love is
Love is not breathlessness
It is not excitement
It is not the promulgation of eternal passion
That is just being in love
Which any fool can do
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away
And this is both an art and a fortunate accident
Those that truly love have roots that grow towards each other underground
And when all the pretty blossoms have fallen from their branches
They find that they are one tree and not two
~O~
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The beautiful words above are from Captain Corelli's Mandolin, a novel by Louis de Bernières. Originally, it's a quote, but I've edited it a bit, made it appear like a poem for a better reading experience.
I'm enjoying my Singles Awareness Day!!! Are you??... Come on! Give me some consolation here, I can't be alone on this haha!
It would please you to know that I was contemplating to sleep all day, from yesterday, then wake up on 15th.
Happy Valentines! I love you all! :-)
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