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Love is so scary


Some people experiences love others can only see it and write about it Love is scary Love is so scary At any given time your own lover can leave you without your permission Love is so scary It can leave you emotionally detached from strangers, friends, and the world Love is so scary Before it can even occur you are doubting its existence Projecting multiple escape routes for yourself or for the other person Love is so scary you prepare in advance for the break out, divorce, seperation, and then previously receive ideas from friends that are close to you. Love is so scary It's easier to think of negative impacts than the possible Love is so scary people kill their lover, kids, and then themsleves Love is so scary years of friendship is destroyed because of it Love is so scary it only takes the strongest lovers to make all those stories and situations known to humanity something to read about and disregard Because love is HOPE!
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SUClark
i wasnt inspired to write this, but to get it out of my head onto paper well into my phone notes. lol. I was working and the word love out of all the other millions of things i was thinking on enlarged and consumed me. I began to think about it the negatives, my own experiences, the person i am courting, and began to type the negative results of love. But at the end of these negative experiences, an epiphany occurred that love is still hope. It makes people see, makes people help, makes people thrive, makes people love again, and again, and again. It is the answer to loneliness to growth to everything. We need it.

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