A love that connects. The one that breathes with you. The one that knows how you sleep and tries to put you to bed.
A love that bears with you with every waking moment where every day is different. Yet, the same. The one that does not scream when you woke up late from your nightmares.
A love with faith. The one that allows you to explore your world. And if you're comfortable enough, explores it with you.
A love that shines brighter in the dark. The one that walks with you in your deepest caves. The one that brings a lantern when you said it would be pitch black.
A love unobstructed by lacking. The one that chooses to love when little to no hope is found. The love that thrives when you can't even.
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