love, we are told, is either a pool or an ocean. it's somewhere you could spend a lifetime floating calmly, yet be bored within the hour. or it's the tide, the ups and then crashing down on the shore in white-capped waves. but never crashing too low, because what about the ups, what about all the good.
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