LonELy LiFe

Remember my theory about saying love too many times can diminish the value of the word, well I was wrong my sweet. It always feels like its being said for the very first time, as though all I ever had to offer to anyone is offered all at once to you, and for an instant, I feel week and powerless, my heart exhausted, but never vulnerable, for I know you will be there to receive my love, and then replenish it each moment a thought of you runs through my head.

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