Love
A man profess love to a girl because of the way her body was made. He makes her feel like a woman, only during pleasures but deep down he knows he feels nothing as such .depressed crawls in,she is left heart broken and weak. She feels everybody looks down on her because of her body .little could they look beyond her body,yet she knows that God doesn't look down on his own image,moreover the only love she knows is that undying and endless love of God .
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