April 3, 2010
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Love is blind, something you can never define, even with all the dictionaries in the world.
Love is a spring blossom, a light at the end of a dark tunnel, a candle.
With all these talks about love, sometimes we just hope that that fragile little blossom doesn't fall before it can become fruit or that light at the end of that tunnel isn't just an emerging train.
But to be able to love, letting go is something that makes us afraid, but when our time is given to love and care for, give it your all so they won't ever have to wonder if you ever loved them.

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