Now I am going to tell you my story
Which is not original
Because everyone suffers out of love
But each story is different
Therefore, each story is unique

I believe that time is always right
And people are meant to meet
But I know too that until then
Our hearts seem to melt time to time

We wonder how we lived before him or her
We wonder how will we live after him or her
We wonder how are we still alive

But one thing I am sure:
Someone is never more important
Than our own life
This means that it is not fair
To depend our lives on someone else
Falling in love is a part of us
Not the only one

Feelings can be spontaneous
But they can be controlled and increased too
We have to try it
We have to trust life
Because one day everything will make sense.

- Stephanie Nomad

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