![]() Loving others sincerely gives life more meaning than satisfying the need to be loved back. I have never been loved, and that is perfectly okay. I thought being loved back was the only way to fill the gap in my heart. I wished for a love that could mend my brokenness, this lonely feeling in my chest. A love so fierce it spreads like wildfire across the rainforest. I had long desired for someone to love me as deeply as I have loved others-to be completely given back all that I have offered.Īnd maybe this is why I have never felt truly happy. I once tried to live desperately in the hopes that a love like this would come. The kind that makes us want more and crave for another human’s presence. The kind that makes even the wisest person in the room dumbfounded. The kind that has soft, delicate touches leave tingles in their wake. Perhaps this is the kind of love we all hope for. Something about love has always been so incredibly charming.Įven the body reacts to this strange human emotion so bizarrely. ![]()
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