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By Cyan Date: 2002 Nov 16 Comment on this Work [[2002.11.16.17.06.12203]] |
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What person knows the exact moment they fall in love? Or is love simply an emotion spread across time, in gradual expansion, without precision. I wish I knew the moment it happened with you. The realization came upon me one day without warning. Like a web of confusion, a wave of doubt, and finally assurance. Not knowing when, how, or why. I believed in it. Clung to it. Holding on to the hope of forever. If only love where a butterfly, I'd capture it in a bottle and never let go. |