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No one had ever kissed me with such love, and it occurred to me that happiness can reach such depths that it becomes something akin to grief.
Trees aren’t much different from people in that way. You protect the burned parts from the elements, keep hydrating and nourishing the body, and wait for life to heal itself.
Bilal continued reading, but my mind lingered on that sentence because I knew that, despite everything, I was loved. I was loved hard. At once and forever against the loveless world.
