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Love is a dance, a dance that never ends.
Love never dies, not as people die. It lingers in that distant gaze into nowhere, it hides in memory.
The bond between two hearts never dies. A perfectly smooth chain, it forever binds. Though seperation may stretch it impossibly thin, it endures.
Some say animals have no need for love, that thier bonds are just part of everything. But Swans bond for life, for them it is everlasting. A mother Bear will fight to the death for her cubs, a life worth dying for. No thought of love? Love without thought.
Humans gave love a name, just as they filled the starry sky with heroes and monsters, because this turned them into stories. We love stories because once something is a story it can be changed.
Theres your problem right there.
We danced around each other, exchanging possiblity with fantasy, desire with dreams. It worked perfectly, that is until the false cob of your past could no longer stand you to cherish your cubs.
But our story has a life too, like a play it must roll onward. The players are real and we must...yes, must wear the costumes, speak the lines and stride towards the happy ending.
Change the story, and the story changes you. We make happy endings day to day. You can close your eyes to love, but you can never close your mind to it. For lovers there are no real endings, just as love never dies.
