Created Date: 2021-03-04T19:35:00.140469+00:00
Language: en
Love, as people say, isn't sweet like
Sugar and honey,
It's harsh and painful,
To love and to be loved.
Love isn't like a day in Spring,
But a cold winter night.
Love was never about hugs and kisses
But about sacrifices and forgiveness.
It isn't a feeling that springs all of a sudden
And leaves you euphoric
But, a feeling, developing over the years
On countless invisible bruises and burns.
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