It's Not Love, It's The Absents Of Love
Love isn't painful, it's the absents of love that's painful.
Falling in love is wonderful.
Love is the one emotion that you can't put into words,
it's just that amazing.
But when love comes to an end, only one is left with love for the other.
While the other has left with no love for that one.
It's the absents of love from the other that's painful,
not the love that the other has given.
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