What if these walls could talk? Would they tell our stories to the world? Like those times when we'd fight about the silliest stuff and how many tables you broke just because you knew I'd laugh and we'd stop arguing. Or even when we'd stay up all night talking about what we had in common or about whatever showed up on our minds. Would they explain how we managed to stay together despite our many differences? Would they tell how much love we put into our relationship and how we made it work? Because they know what we went through, they know it was me and you against the world. And we always found our way back to each other's arms, didn't we? But what would they be able to say, if they could? I wonder if they would be able to express our happiness and all our beautiful feelings because it was on those feelings that our love was based, it was based on who we were with each other and how great we felt when we were together, how we were the perfect match. And are we still? When we die our souls get free, don't they? So, would these walls tell where our love went and how intertwined our souls are? Love is patient and our love is strong and not even death would throw it away.
Because what we felt and still feel is true love and true love always remains.
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