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My troubles with love

by @Lezleye

How do you speak on something never felt? Although understood it is not the same. My father showed my mother love when he knelt. She showed him love by taking his last name. But the love of a parent is much different, than that of someone not blood related. At times it can be more significant, to feel something that’s been so long waited. Yet some say love is more than just a feeling. They call it a process, an action, a choice. Sometimes love can turn dark, unappealing   -leave you feeling like you no longer have voice Still all I want is to wear my heart on my glove   -to hold and be held or love and be loved
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