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He kisses like his mission in life is to devour every breath I take and give it back with an infusion of love.
“My life began the day we met. There is no before. Only you.”
Because love doesn’t end with death. It doesn’t shrivel and disintegrate with the ashes. It hovers, follows, haunts the living.
Love isn’t a choice. Nor is life. We connect, or we don’t connect. We live, and we die. There is no forever. The real fight is in making the best of it, making a difference, and appreciating the small glimmers of happiness.
“I want to be the man who deserves you.”
Love means different things for different people. For me, love is when his happiness is vital to my own.
