As the sun is sinking over the mountains and the dry dusty ground, I sit here drowning in thoughts.
Affection, a word that melts almost everyone’s heart. It was said that affection is responsible for the three quarters of joy that there is in our lives, the only force that can change anyone.
funny are the things we do for love , But when we have finally found it, we seem not to know what to do with it. We take it fogranted ,trapped under the conviction that the circumstance constraints will always be the same , hence we fall victim to heartaches which we could have avoided. it’s as if we forget why we needed it in the first place.
Coffee never knew it would taste nice and sweet before it met sugar and milk. Similarly, We are good as individuals but become better when we blend with the right people. but then…sometimes the journey isn’t so much about becoming anything, it’s about unbecoming everything that isn’t really you so you can become what you were meant to be in the first place
When we find people who treat us affectionately , let’s cage them up in our hearts, the world is full of nice people, if you can’t find one, be one.
thoughts in writing 
quando si dona affetto con sincerità e disinteresse, sempre lo si riceve 🙂
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That’s true. We get what we give.
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