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To Love


It is humanly impossible not to love.

To love people or objects.

To love life.

To love a place that feels close to comfort.

Is it imaginable?

Loving her when she is difficult, and loving him when he is agitated.

We love because it is the most extraordinary, the most natural thing of the heart.

Love can be so strange.

We love big things.

But it is the little things that make love so much more.

You see the curve of his cheek, the dip in her chin.

We focus on the in's and out's, the faces of love we find adoring...

And then we remember them. 

We remember these faces that we love because God never forgets our expressions.

We fall in love because He has fallen for us long before we even existed. 

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