Today I saw some random people's posts about how someone can win their heart. A heart is not something that can be won, it is not a trophy. A heart is something to be earned, it takes work, it takes patience. Once love has been created, it can be easily shattered. It is fragile and strong, it is complicated and simple. It is not a question, only an answer. It is so beautiful and wondrous, that it almost hurts to feel the white pureness sink into your soul. Once love has found a way into your heart, it can never escape completely. Little fragments and pieces will always remain, for one to cherish or burn. People may say that love is not a choice, but I disagree. Perhaps falling in love is not a choice, but the result is always up to the owner. Once you can see the choices you have, the power to manage destiny is all in your head.
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