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Love is Not a Contest

Love is not a contest It's unlike any congress In which both parties throw in their two cents To dismiss a common nuisance Of who loves who more or even less Love should be of equal parties A bond so resilient, bright, and hearty One body halved and separated Leaving two figures devastated Until they find each other's heartbeats Love should never be about triumphing It's about two souls intertwining It's about sharing each others toils In hopes to knot their mortal coils And to be blessed by fate and timing In short, love is too sacred and fragile a view To argue about who loves who more: me or you.
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dustin-a-owens
For You?
Written by
dustin-a-owens
Published
Aug 20, 2015
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20·111
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In response to the common battle shared between two lovers.

"I love you."

"I love you more."

Don't get me wrong, it's cute to impishly rebut one another about who loves who more, but in the end, it's about being equal.

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#love#relationships#fate#destiny#timing
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