I lied to myself.
For 9 years, I lied to myself.
I had never loved anyone,ever.
I realize it now.
But love is existent now. For my husband,my aruji-sama, the one I promised my life to.
My dears, this entry can go on for hours,trying to describe every bit of what love is,but sadly,it would take the rest of my life.
Everyone has there own word for love.
Mine is Byrd.
The feeling. You feel pain when they feel pain...you feel pleasure when they pleasure, it's an emotion only able to be felt when both of your souls have twined...and everyone else fades away.
People write stories based on it. But...they overdo it to the point that it becomes cliche' for certain things to happen. When you feel it in reality,though...you then begin to understand why it's written.
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