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In the silence of the evening, when thoughts intertwine like smoke rising to the starry sky

In the silence of the evening, when thoughts intertwine like smoke rising to the starry sky,
I wonder if I ever truly understood how love works,
I've always been concerned with the things close to you, those little universes that make you happy,
The things that matter to you, like constellations in the uncharted map of your soul.
But often I wonder how love is lived, is it a spectacle to be performed,
Or a state of being, a silent melody flowing through veins and open hearts?
Should I "make" love, like an art sculpted in time and space,
Or just exist within it, like a dreamer carried by its endless waves?
Maybe I wasn't trying to impress you, but just to protect all that you hold dear,
But I wonder, is that love, or just the fear of losing the light you carry?
In my attempt to keep intact the universe that brings you happiness, I often get lost,
Wondering if it's love or just fear dressed in the clothes of care.
So, in the quiet of the night, I turn to the stars, trying to find answers,
Understanding that maybe love isn't something to be fully understood, but simply lived,
A journey through unknown realms, where with each step I learn to be,
To feel, to open myself to that mystery of existence that binds us in silence.

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