September 2010
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And maybe
love comes and goes. Like a butterfly, it’s beautiful to look at, but almost impossible to capture with your bare hands. We see moments of lust in our past and wonder how could we have been that way. But maybe, just maybe, those were moments of true love despite it’s brevity. Any moment we have wished to last forever, of true happiness, is a moment of some kind of love. Love is a...