You have to give it a voice. You have to evince it. You have to manifest it. Make her feel your love every single day of your life. Treat her like how you sought for her hand. Sing her a song. Give her flowers. Eat pizza together. Make sure she’s happy. Make sure she’s safe. Do it all. Do your best effort. Because it’s supposed to be like that. Because just like pictures in motion, it’s supposed to have a beatific cessation.
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