As I recover from my Whole Foods-induced wonder tonight, I ponder if love is still love if you look back at the past and wonder how you can ever have had those feelings for the person who is today. I mean, I've thought I've been in love a lot, and yet the number of people I still love today is small. The ratio is much less than one. So I guess the question is: was it love if it isn't anymore?
Wine, chocolates, crab cakes, and a good biography will cure what ails me nine times out of ten. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a bottle to finish.
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i believe that love can die, because the you that you are isn't the you that loved them.
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