love is the quiet burning embers on a cold wintry night, love tucks you in gently like a warm blanket, love is safe, love is warmth, love is comfort; love is always waiting for you in the shadows, love watches over you like a guardian angel in the dark, love is a quiet reprieve beneath a bridge in the pouring rain, love is ugly-dancing in the front seat of your car, love is travelling half the country for you just for two good hours, love is fierce, love is relentless, love is endlessly loyal. love is giving and giving and giving, love is giving in, and sometimes love is also giving up. but love never quite leaves when it's meant to. love awaits you with open-palms. and today love is a lot, a lot, a lot of pain, love is hurt, love is tears, love is sorrow. love is heartaches, and sometimes love sings louder than loss, than grief, than disappointment. love is enduring. but love is also letting go.
and today, love is the last winter bird
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