It is a simple love that you can imagine sliding into the bathtub from the clothes lying under the soft light outside the window. My eyes were closed in the heat of the hot summer. I allow my body to remember the rhythm of water I am dreaming of a green spring, it first attracted people to the city, and yet it has expanded between stone and sand for centuries Did. I can snore the first horses and men snore when they drink and hear they are saved by the cool darkness of the earth and the gap of 100,000 rains.
But that is not that easy. Perhaps the most tragic and sacred thing about love among men is that they can only be recognized without them. A love letter exists only in a tribute. Love songs are only sung as memories of rap. When I was in my 10th grade, I saw my classmate Jamani buried his best friend Raymen. When asked about his feelings, what he can say is "It is my brother, man, it is my brother." But if you look closely, you may find it. Pictures, men are separated from each other, bleed from each other, and blur each other. If this is not true love, it is the most authentic love they have. Love, all love, can develop. Perhaps getting away from each other is the first step that people have to take before they grow apart for different people, grow up with each other and grow up for each other. I certainly hope so
Love makes a choice everyday, whether or not it is love. However. That's pretty easy. Either continue the process or do not proceed. When we are involved, we fall in love. Please read it again. People think that we should not be with them if we are not wearing high heels for someone. Depending on how happy human relationships are in our lives, our emotions will fluctuate. Yes, if you have drifted so far, there is drift, you do not like or do not like yourself, maybe it's time to jump. I just know the difference between loving someone and taking care of someone (choosing love for that person). You may love someone forever. But that does not mean that you choose to love that person forever.
There is a complex love that likes to complicate all trivial things, and that simple love is not really built on anything. There is a kind of cruel love, not your indignation, and love that is not filled here will never make you feel better. There is a kind of love that makes it possible to have a butterfly from the beginning, and love seems to make people always lose an elusive spark. There is love that hates competition, and there is love to grow. Love never appears to you, and this love never leaves. This kind of love seems to never get along with your friends, and love comes from the foundation of friendship.