“True Definition of Love”
I can yell at you that I love you while running in the opposite direction. Because I'm sorry but love is not butterflies destroying your stomach, or fireworks, not Disney stories or Romeo and Juliet.
Love is laughing out loud, being able to cry without shame, the calls at so many in the morning to calm the anguish and concerns, it is being able to be yourself without pretending, it is that hug that makes you feel safe, that look that does not you need to add any words. But do not get confused because love is not dying for anyone, or that no one dies for you. Love is knowing without any doubt that at any time, at any time, in any circumstance you can count on someone; So love is simply that person who makes the ghosts of your past stop haunting you, that you trust your shadow again and that once and for all you can forgive and forgive yourself.
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