To loose a great love is to risk the destruction of one's own soul, thus to form this kind of bond takes a true king and queen. This is why we love the lovers and why so many pretend to have this bond when they have nothing remotely like it.
The greatest tales of love are told not only in the sweetest of joys, yet in the long agonies of sufferings, in the sacrifices for one another - so tell me lover, because for you I take both the good and the bad - are you ready for a great love?
In this tapestry of life, love is our thread of many hues, it is what keeps the very fabric of our existence good.
Love is not a bed of petals, nor fragrance from a blossom tree, though in the best of times it is both and more. Love is not a parade, nor an eternal song of joy, though in its sweetest moments it is the greatest gift of heaven. Love is above all a willingness to endure, a strength to carry on when the storms set in. Love is a duty of protection and a solemn oath to God. Those we love take up a residence in our hearts and should they be absent that room stays empty - none can ever take their place. And should this not be the case, then I say to you that you do not love, and this is your curse, the reason you will never touch the grail you seek.
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