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If I tell you I love you, can I keep you forever?

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I knew no other way than this, where ‘I’ does not exist, nor ‘you’. So close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep….Pablo Neruda.

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When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart. And that’s why,...

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I think that’s one of the worst things to see. Seeing someone who has a smile on their face, but sadness in their eyes. Watching someone try to be so strong and pretending to be happy, but for what? Because they’re so insecure that they’re afraid no one cares? Is it something so bad that it could ruin a person? Because they don’t want anyone to know of their problems? Or is it just that they’re...

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