Love.
It’s a mixture of adoring something unconditionally, appreciating something and even if the beauty of it seems to fade, it’s always beautiful to you, it’s always adorned by you, it’s always treasured by you.
Love comes in many forms,
The deepest love is from the things people can’t see but always feel,
The indescribable type.
The spiritual type, the mental type, the type that touches you but not in the physical sense; it doesn’t have to be... it shouldn’t have to be.
You’re never alone.
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Zainab Bangura
Just an overthinker that enjoys writing whatever comes to mind :)
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