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Tal vez el amor no es solo abrazar y besar a alguien, no se trata de flores, chocolates, regalos caros o anillos de compromiso. ÂżPero quĂ© sĂ© yo del amor? Tal vez el amor se trata de algo mĂĄs que eso, algo como preocuparte por el otro, desear que estĂ© bien, que sea feliz, llevarle el desayuno o asegurarte de que se haya ido a dormir con una sonrisa; algo como estar ahĂ en los dĂas malos y en los dĂas buenos, prepararle la sopa cuando estĂ© enfermo y cuidar de Ă©l. Tal vez el amor es algo muy sencillo y complicado a la vez, y tal vez nunca podrĂas ser demasiado joven o demasiado viejo para sentir amor por alguien.
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Oliver, fondly: Remember when Elio made that romantic dinner for me?
Annella: He give you two peaches of the tree.
âI did not believe in ghosts until I saw my own body.â
â Topaz Winters, from âbattlefield,â poems for the sound of the sky before thunder
âWinter is beautiful not because it is the end of everything but because it represents the start of something new, when everything is all the way back to zero, a fresh new start.â
â Lukas W. // Winter is zero
sheâs cold as ice, but in the right hands, sheâll melt.