Our love does not exist because of some kind of sickness or neediness, but because we recognised something in each other, like our experiences and heart and scars, and held our hands tight and stood together in silent and in pain and laughter and even insane maintaining a reason , being a guiding light amidst all the emptiness and pandemic darkness.
Our Love was hope when all hope was gone, and strength when all there was was tears, moreover it was joy when all laughter was silenced, and it was life when everyone was dying.
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