Does love have only a finite amount of time?
Like fine grains of sand drifting through an hour glass.
When the last grain falls, do we fall apart?
Does love that once burned so brightly, so passionately, suddenly leave us?Looking back, it does not seem possible.
We had no idea what was to come.
The words left.
The passion left.
Years passed, and the love was gone...
Just as quickly and suddenly as it came.
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