Love

It’s the love that absorbed ocean as clouds.

It’s the pain that poured clouds as rain.

Not every rain pours in the ocean, but every rain reaches back to the ocean.

If the relationship is true, there will be times of cuddle and there will be times of hustle. But love wins all the time.

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