Sometimes it is easy to imagine that love is a pool of muddy swamp.
It looks murky and sombre - the last place on earth we'd want to be near to.
But the thing is, we often got ourselves caught in the puddle, sinking and drowning;
you would scream and yell for help for all you could,
but admit it,
deep down, you hope to be wholly swallowed.
Because, after all, who wants to get up when they fell in love?
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