Love can be so many things at the same time. It has existed since humanity begins or maybe perhaps longer than that. It can be so confusing and yet so simple, so big and yet so small. I wonder if I can ever grasp the whole meaning of it by the end of my life journey.
I watched a show that inspired me to do more for someone you love. Sometimes, love, is about letting something grow, even when you want to help it. Just like a butterfly. You need to let it squeeze out of the small hole by itself in order for it to fly later on.
Sometimes, beauty/dreams/achievements take a lot of effort/pain/struggles to make it come true. But it is worth it in the end. And love, is to watch your loved one go through the whole journey, without trying to stop their growth.
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