Love some people don't believe in her. She is not taught but learned, not from others but from your heart (♥️). She can taste so sweet and other times bitter. Love is sweet like waking up Christmas morning to a happy over excited family ready to open what's under the Christmas tree. Love is bitter like the smell of mold mixed with cigarette smoke when you walk into a house that hasn't been cleaned in years. She can smell like burnt cookies or cookies cooked for the perfect amount of time. On her good days she is something you wait for to heal your broken heart (💔). Other times she's the one that broke it in the first place. You can love her for who she brought into your life. you can hate her for who she took out of your life cause she saw something you couldn't. It's hard to be love but she takes the emotion you show her no matter what the emotion is she gives you what she knows you can take.
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