Life is too short not to love the people given to us.
We may busy ourselves doing many kinds of work. We may acquire possessions.
We may achieve much pleasure. But if we fail to love the people given to us, we live a meaningless life.
We are only here for a short while. And it is far too short not to LOVE.
The radiant sun is nothing but a big ball of fire that hovers above us,
If not for love, what could the sunrise mean? What could everything mean at all?
Even the brightest of stars grow pale, Even the moon loses its mystery,
Nothing hides beneath the seas, and no mountain is ever worth climbing for.
And yet with love, even a candy wrapper can be put in a special golden box,
even a torn ticket, can be held with the highest regard.
It is because you walked these streets, that I come back here again and again,
It is because you visit this blog, that I sit here and write again and again.
All the world is meaningless without love.
The radiant sun is nothing but a big ball of fire that hovers above us,
If not for love, what could the sunrise mean? What could everything mean at all?
Even the brightest of stars grow pale, Even the moon loses its mystery,
Nothing hides beneath the seas, and no mountain is ever worth climbing for.
And yet with love, even a candy wrapper can be put in a special golden box,
even a torn ticket, can be held with the highest regard.
It is because you walked these streets, that I come back here again and again,
It is because you visit this blog, that I sit here and write again and again.
All the world is meaningless without love.
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