Love, it’s always something that has felt unobtainable and out of reach, as soon as I think I have it in my grasp, it slides through the cracks of my fingers and eludes me. What is love? And why do I put it on a pedestal? Why do I think it’s going to save me? Save me from what? Me? Do I even need saving at all?
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