On Mysteries of Love

And I just can’t be angry. Or sad. Or despondent. Or give up hope. That’s how you know it was real. It may not be all that you expected or wanted it to be, but there comes a time when finally, it doesn’t break you or make you bitter. It makes you better. It makes you ready…to love. 

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