I think that love comes to you as a sudden understanding, an amazing discovery, an overwhelming feeling of grace…
I believe that that love is like a man born blind suddenly, miraculously understanding the color red…
That feeling that causes one to fight to die and to live for what one loves …
The feeling… the power…the unexplainable force…
And I believe that I am so lucky… No, no so blessed…
For I feel like a blind man who has not just understood red but green and purple and blue and is slowly coming to know the harmony, the beauty that creates a rainbow…
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i rmember someone his name starts with U LOVES red
and some one called RED
So when do u start to love red?
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