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love. a very cliche, yet beautiful thing on earth, gifted from The Almighty above, i believe. something that keeps us alive, people say. that makes every sorrow worthy. that is intangible, could not be seen, could not be touched, but could be felt, could be known somehow. an unexplainable beauty of one's life story.

love. why does one has it? why does one feel it for another? it's just like a tree in a garden, that could grow tall and strong. so strong that stands for a lifetime. but sometimes, somehow, is ignored, and refused to be seen.

love. how could it take away a soul? what did one do that it sticks to heart forever? forever, ya, a long time.

today, a heart has been broken. just like yesterday, just like the other days. an obvious reason, something that has been foreseen, but has been ignored for the sake of naivety. but should not we be naive when we love?

this.
this is what's scary.

love, i believe, will come back. that tears would somehow be worthy. all this hurting would somehow be sunk, deep inside, waiting for its time to be once again back to life, if it's ever needed again.

after all, these are all not because one want, but because one have to.
love, at the end of the day, is love.