Love is weird, love is wicked, there is no such thing as love: these are the languages of those who have lost hope in love. Nonetheless,Love is the rhythm of your heart, that chill that spreads through your spine when you first touch the warm arms of that person you never imagined could reside in your heart free of charge. The question is,why do you feel cold when his arms are warm.All the oxymorons of love combine to make people think of it as being wicked and call it names.The signs of a bad lover or a traitor in love are all there for anyone who cares to see. People say love is blind, but I am one of those who believe that love is logical. Don't be stupid in love, love reasonable with your eyes open. If love is blind, don't be blind, because it is only those who can see that lead the blind. Now who is blind? Love or you?

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