Id like to think of love as a disease. It ravishes your insides, starts at your eyes and spreads to you heart, and soul. It eats you from the inside out. It can either be excruciatingly painful, or bring severe happiness. Anyone can love and be loved. Love can be spreaded, through a smile, a kiss, a hug, or a simple wave. When we attempt to prevent love, its only makes the love stronger. What if love was positioned as a curse? A curse that causes you to look at your enemy in awe, make you want to hold them with extreme delicacy, and kiss them like they've never been kissed before. What if?
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Fanfiction"Marriage isnt about about a spell..it's about love..an-and trust." cover: me (:
