I love movies about love, but till this moment I only saw the beautiful parts, the parts where they meet, laugh together, talk about the dull parts of their past and feel stupid about it later and kiss under willow trees; parts that give you hope, that let you live for those moments; to wait for the perfect kind of love.
But now, I see the tragedy about it; the loss and the heart ache. The parts where reality walks in and tells you "this is it. this is how its going be most of the times. this is where the sun will shine the least." And it makes you wonder if someone would fight for that kind of love , if someone would look at you like you were their eternity, if someone would break your heart to the point where doubt creeps in, and yet run back to you because that's the kind of love that could carry all the burden of this painful world and still thrive.
A love that will survive reality.
A love that will survive reality.
That's the kind of love worth having. That's the kind of love they or you would fight for.
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