Love isn't true.
The happiness is short-lived, it passes without arresting, it sometimes lingers, the space of an illusion, but rare those who know how to retain it, guard it. It is so fragile, so vulnerable, it is enough of absolutely nothing for frightening it and seeing it running away for ever.
Marie L.
16 years old.
Reunion Island.
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