All love doesn’t begin in the same way. Some throw themselves at it. Some are cautious. Some eat the cake. Some find it a hard nut to crack. Some, it’s pure lust. Some are cool and methodical. Some dive in head first. Some only put in a toe. Some stumble into it. Some, it’s joyful free fall.
No matter how it starts, if it’s true love, it all ends the same. An enduring, generous and courageous state capable of meeting life obstacles head on with eyes always on the beloved.
There is no guarantee that loves that starts as love will end as love. But when it does, it is quietly glorious.
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