A girl wonders if such feelings exists:
What is Love?
I thought I knew what love was.
I thought love was caring about someone so much it hurt. Wanting more for that person than they wanted for themselves. Caring about them no matter what they tell you, what secret(s) they have, and what skeletons exists. Putting them before yourself and fighting for them no matter what they say or do.
Why does it hurt when you love?
I thought I knew what love was.
I thought love was caring about someone so much it hurt. Wanting more for that person than they wanted for themselves. Caring about them no matter what they tell you, what secret(s) they have, and what skeletons exists. Putting them before yourself and fighting for them no matter what they say or do.
Why does it hurt when you love?
Does it even exist today?
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