(Your beloved)
I wonder where did we learn the intricate love languages from. Like making little things, creating little memories for the one we love. Developing talents and then dedicating it for love. After all the sufferings and absurdness women experienced throughout generations, I wonder what kept love so beautifully alive within them.
And I never want this wonder to end.
The will to love, to be loved and to understand the art of expression is one magic I will always be interested in.
Being that girl whose patience is questionable , who didn’t believe that she needed or would need any man or love in her life to survive, I was nearly shocked when finally in love my willingness to stitch a little message on a handkerchief became uncontrollable. that ancient calling, of my ancestors whispering in my ears, telling me, love can never be a waste even it does not last, it teaches us life and it’s worth. And expression is the most beautiful gift of nature to the humankind.
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