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What Does Love Mean?
For someone like me, who relates everything to nature, love has a special meaning.
It’s like a rainy day…
The kind where raindrops fall slowly and gently—
not enough to soak you and make you shiver,
not enough to turn the ground into mud that makes you slip and fall.
Just enough to be felt.
That’s what real love is to me:
calm, honest, and clean.
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I love everyone in my family,
but I love my sister in a different way.
It’s like she’s made from the same skin and soul as me,
just with a different face.
Sometimes I wonder—
what if her husband doesn’t love her as much as I do?
Or what if she loves me less than she loves him?
These thoughts come and go,
but one thing stays clear to me:
Love should be true.
It should be honest.
It should be seen, felt, and never faked.
Just like the rain…
If it’s real,
you’ll know it’s there.
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