Does one truly fall in love, or are we merely infatuated with the idea of it? Convincing oneself that this one person can cause you to soar so high above the ground, you lose yourself completely. That their flaws are seen as perfection in your eyes, and even their lies are beautiful.
Perhaps this line of thought works both ways, or is it always a one-way street?
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