The nature of love…

Lately I’m associating a lot of things with love and its unexpected nature. If it exists, if it is meant to be, it will most likely slap you in the face with brute force. Nothing tender about the realization of it. Its nature is to simply be, breaking thru walls and containment. Just like this green life, sometimes, it would surface in the most arid of places. Just to be and be experienced.

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