Once, there was love around them, now it’s gone.
Once, there was love around them, now it’s gone. It lasted for a very long time, then crumbled down in minutes. But in that time, the love was real, the love was deep, the love was true.
You could deem the tenderness when his hand took hold of her hand tightly, didn’t want to lose his woman; the mother of his daughter, the lady he felt fond of. And if you saw her smile flared up along with a face that brightens in split-second after the man came, you’ll remark there was affection, a beautiful one. Then you’ll trust there was really that particular emotion if you witness their gaze upon looking at each other, two people saying love with two pairs of eyes, made their heart beat at the same pace; you should’ve trust there was love, the true one.
Even when it’s gone, the memory lingering still in their mind, it’s not bad, they just need to treasure it as a wonderful story happened in their life, and then move along to the next chapter.
The time they’ve spent together is something they shouldn’t regret, for they were madly in love that time and it was marvelous.
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