02/24/2026
Part of my work Title: the language of love
Name: I trust in you
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If the years could recount every passion, every sigh, they would be the embodiment of the art of love. I search for an example to guide me, and perhaps it is because of them that imagining another way to love feels so difficult. They taught me patience that caresses, trust that sustains, and love that does not hurt. Some close friends whisper that their honeymoon never ended, that their gazes still hold the spark of the first encounter. Sometimes I think that the essence of the word “love,” so vast and impossible, is revealed by them through the intensity of their intertwined eyes, untouched by time.
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