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Abu1331ubaidah Guestbook Abu1331ubaidah (10 years ago)Love is not only a feeling, love is a duty. To commit yourself is to run the risk of failure, the risk of betrayal. But the man who makes a mistake can repent. You fear your love has died, it perhaps is waiting to be transformed into something higher. Abu1331ubaidah (10 years ago)I never wanted to have anything in my life that I couldn't stand losing. Abu1331ubaidah (10 years ago)Why love, if losing hurts so much? I have no answers anymore, only the life I have lived. Twice in that life I've been given the choice; as a boy and as a man. The boy chose safety, the man chooses suffering. The pain now is part of the happiness then. That's the deal. Abu1331ubaidah (10 years ago)You know, I don't want to be somewhere else anymore. Not waiting for anything new to happen. Not looking around the next corner, nor the next hill. I'm here, now. That's enough. Abu1331ubaidah (10 years ago)Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds. Or bends with the remover to remove. Oh, no. It is an ever fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken. Willoughby! Willoughby! Willoughby! Abu1331ubaidah (10 years ago)If you're in some kind of trouble, we can fix it. I love you, and I can't let you go. There's no safer place for you than here with me. Abu1331ubaidah (10 years ago)Carrom, if your heart like mine is full, then tell the joy that wakes us this night. | |