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"lost love is still love. it takes a different form, that's all. you can't see their smiles or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. but when those sense weaken, another heightens. memory. memory become your partner. you nurture it. you hold it. you dance with it. life has to end. love doesn't."

group1 soared @ 15:28

xoxo