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the different kind of loves, i guess |
there are things I love and there are things I love . i love the taste of chocolate but I don't love chocolate. i love the way your hair shines in the sun and how your eyes sparkle when you laugh. i love how your perfume smells. i love how your skin feels. but I don't love you. it took me far too long to realize that it wasn't love that i felt for you. it was a kind of.. admiration of something pretty. just how people admire the ocean and all its pretty colors. i admire you and your pretty colors. |