Redan skrivna rader

Jag är ju som ni vet en sucker för att ta åt mig av texter. Jag lever genom redan skrivna rader, ibland lyckas jag själv. Men oftast har någon annan redan lyckats fånga mina tankar. Ikväll kom jag över den här texten.

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No love is the same. No love is identical to another. We all experience love in different ways. We all feel it in our hearts differently. We interperet love in so many ways it's impossible to have one definition of 'love'. All I know, is it's an emotion. To me love is a feeling that starts a riot in your heart until you wan't to scream. You want to show the world this love. You want to prove to everyone.

To me, love changes people. Not always to the better. To me, love is special.

To me, love will never be explained.