I dreamed big

Love in words is like vitamins on a declaration. Satisfying and deceiving but on the long term very very ugly. We would take in everything to be happy instead of throwing out everything that pulls us down. Still the idea of love and its divinity is too thrilling and tempting to doubt its existence. So we believe that the other ones dream as big as we do. We fools.

 

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