
So, for
this first
blog, I've
decided
to talk
about the
love of
my life.
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Somebody, when I was young, has once told me that love is something abstract, and the true meaning of it is very hard to grasp. But, really, how hard can it be to grasp, if I can grasp it every single day of my life as long as I think about her. Last year, around this time, I met the one person in my life that can always never fail to make me smile. Even when I get my legs cut off I can smile. As long as I am near enough to her to be able to see her eyes and become lost in them. When there are days that I feel so down, or so angry, or so anything, she's there to make me feel happy and remind me that I have her to live for. Love to me means a comforting, reassuring, insured, sense of safety and happiness. Yes, love can be very painful at times, but without the battles, the war will never be won. And I am more than willing to fight the battles again to get to where my love and I are right now.
It's almost a year, just a couple months left, and then
we have forever. <3
Babe I Love You!


1 comment:
If I cut you with a knife, I think you would bleed love.
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