I think love is an idea. Maybe a state of mind, a chase.. a thing that can be, never a thing that is.
I think I knew what love was at one time. It was when the idea was a fleeting idea, when it was new to me.. when my mother told me I didn't know what it was, but I think that's when I actually knew. I think she was wrong. I think I knew what it
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