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From the beginning of time, even when everything ceased to exist, there was one constant.
Love.
Love existed before the galaxy, the solar systems, the Earth, the animals, and the humans. But no one understood its meaning until the end. You never acknowledge a good thing until it’s gone. And you’re left with the emptiness, the void, the constricting around not just your heart but your entire soul and being.
The sun and the moon, no one sees how tragic it is. One would have no purpose without the other; and yet, they will never again be together.