🌹💙~~~ We all want crazy love - crazy, just ours, selfish and passionate, and I think we're unhappy because we know better how to look than keep what we've found.
On our way we like to rummage through people, souls, leaves and thoughts, to deceive ourselves with our own expectations, to suffer for loves we do not deserve, to wait for something that never comes again.
We like to be more hunters than hunted and how could you meet love when you don't accept to be its prey?
Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop looking because when you ask for the least from life, you will receive the most.
When love found you, you only won in a fight, and what follows is the war you know you only won at the end of your life, if you managed to keep the same strong arms around your neck.
When you have found love, you are not at the end of your search, but at the beginning of your self-discovery, and the struggle to preserve it is more complicated than the search itself.
This love is like a beautiful but pampered bird.
She knows you need her beauty, but she also knows she has to sing to someone.
Once you manage to catch her or you are lucky enough to stop right in the cherry tree in front of your house, you can't keep her in the cage because she would feel like a prisoner in your arms, you can't pretend to ignore her because she would you feel neglected, you can't banish it with a broom because it is indispensable to your soul.
You can only let her fly whenever she wants, but always give her reasons to return to you.
I think that's how you keep what you've already earned ....💙💖💗💞💘💓💕💝
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