In addition to the chemical effect on human, love is also a web woven on the soul.
The pursuit of beauty and goodness might become a burden on it.
The water surges only to overflow, the moon surges only to wane.
After getting the peak, it won't exist something better or more, only destruction.
Gazing from far away and feeling it in the distance is the only way to keep it not decay.
People are always greedy, so restraint is more difficult than acquisition.
But I want you to leave a footprint on my soul and then I will release un me from the net and set we both free.
Because love is just a fantasy and amusement in boring voyage.
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