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so desperately he grabs the old picture and tries to remember the memories tied to it. They looked so happy in it, holding each other, smiling. He wonders if in that momment, was it really love? if it is, then love is fleeting, if you ever have it, you better not get used to it, because it seems like in this world, if you blink your eyes, its gone again. You can spend every hour of your waking life to find it, but its not intill you close your eyes again, will you find it.