I don't remember what's it's like to be in love. I think it involves being utterly in awe of the one you're with, but I think I could use confirmation.
me neither... I think it is something to do with him telling you that sneaking out of bed in the morning is not "what we do" and refusing to let you go even though you are late for work... and you don't mind. That or giving someone your last Rolo.
I was once taught that the struggle is significant. For the past 2 years of my life, the struggle has been much more apparent. And so now I am trying to find the significance in my struggle, while also finding the oneness of it all.
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me neither... I think it is something to do with him telling you that sneaking out of bed in the morning is not "what we do" and refusing to let you go even though you are late for work... and you don't mind. That or giving someone your last Rolo.
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