There is too much mediocrity in life , in the world..
Not love.
Not the mad, passionate and extraordinary feeling called love.
Love without passion is like food without salt to me.
It is boundless, a thing to be cherished and too bug to be contained in promises and limitations.
It is a free as our souls.
All the correct chords touched, all the emotions coming to the surface..
It is too deep to be named, to be tamed.
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