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The Courage To Love

Okay so whether we like it or Not, Valentine's Day is approaching and quite fast too. On the one hand I can't wait for it to come, so that it passes by early as well,lol.

On a more serious note, I know some people go on and on about not seeing the relevance of waiting for one day to show they love someone. Fine, as long as you are showing them you do. If you have a problem with doing so on just that day in particular, for whatever reason, cool, but I think you should find a different day to do. Trust me there are some who say that just as an excuse not to do anything.

Anyways, these past few days have been mostly boring for me( sometimes boring is good though, but I digress..), and I have spent more time than you can imagine on my phone and on the internet. The good thing about that is learning some new things and seeing different people I probably would never meet face to face; And getting to read sentiments, and plans people have for this coming day. Ofcourse I have also seen how others are not interested and for various reasons.

While this day brings great memories for some, it reminds others of nothing but pain and why they would never allow themselves to open up to any person ever again. It reminds others of how they yearn so deeply to meet that person they would so love to spend the rest of their days with and how this seems to elude them. It reminds others of how love to them is just an old fable, which exists only in books. And all of you have valid reasons for believing this.

I just want to share with you some exciting news.Not news about me personally, but great news about some people who have found love. People like you (maybe) who have had their hearts broken at one time. People who loved deeply and had it blown in their faces. People who just didn't receive love back no matter how much they poured in. People who just gave up because it seemed to always just elude them.

People who are now so happy. Because they gave themselves a chance when it came knocking again. I just want to encourage you to not give up( even if you are 99 years young reading this). I want you to just go out with nothing but positivity knowing your love story could be the next most beautiful one to be told. To encourage you to have the courage to love again!and of course to believe always..

And to know I'm believing for you, and me Ofcourse 😊❤️

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