Some say that love never dies. That those people who experience love and live for it, leave relics of their existences after they die. In other words, they become immortal, and it's love that keeps them alive, forever.
Some say love is the thing that makes life worth living. Without it, life becomes as empty and hollow as a universe without a sun, a night sky without stars. When someone doesn't experience love in their life, they die with a regret, The regret of not living their life to the fullest. They didn't live, they merely existed...only existed.
So people say a lot of things. And I? I believe in one single thing with all that's left of my heart. Just one thing that I have experienced and just one thing that will be forever in my mind.
Love is just another way of dying slowly...
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Die Slowly || p.mochi
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