love is love (or the importance of being in the friendzone)

omar

To live is to learn
And life’s lessons are endless.

Love is love, she taught. 
Sometimes it grabs you by the waist and pulls you close, on the hills of a city of stars. 
Looks you in the eyes and plants a kiss on your forehead, 
as you both float in heaven, or as close to it as you think you’ll ever be. 

Sometimes it stays at a distance, 
looks onto your grace and dares not get too close. 
Too scared of starting a fire, it basks in your glory and watches as you blossom and bloom.
Lends a helping hand when it’s needed, perfectly happy to be in your orbit, just someone in the crowd.

Love is love, she taught, and having it either way is too great a blessing to ignore.

Too great a blessing to waste running after delusions of what you had thought was love. 

Love is love, she taught, and all love is equally precious.

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