We were never meant to be gentle.
Gentle was not for people like you and me. It never was. In a way way. The way we made love wasn't gentle or slow, it was love nips and bruises on our lips. The way we played with each other, the way we laughed. The way we argued, sometimes our words stung and dug in just a little too deep. The way we loved though, wasn't gentle. We loved each other so passionately and wildly, never simply. So much love went into a single hello or goodbye. It was the die for you kind of thing. Nothing about us was ever gentle or small.
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