Deranged Juliet

I do believe in love. love doesn't believe in me.

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missderangedjuliet:

"They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: 
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. 
At the going down of the sun and in the morning 
We will remember them.”

missderangedjuliet:

"They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.”

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Our love

A smile creeps onto my face. He is mine Not just for now, but for eternity. I don’t have to share him. He doesn’t want any other, he only wants me. How did I get this lucky? I look at him and my heart swells. I can literally feel my heart expand and get heavier with my love for him. How is it possible, even after all these years, my love for him grows deeper? All I can think about is the fact that I’m in love. This is love. Not just any love, true love. Our love.

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