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The Love Bug

The love bugs. Love is like diabetes you have it and live with the malady taking the right medicine but is not going away. When a man falls in love, he thinks he is in heaven and follows where love takes him until it dawns on him, he loves a person who doesn´t love him or pretends to love him. Whether she leaves him or he leaves her, the pain is equal. It has no cure only a lifelong sadness that like a shadow is always with him, if he had been more caring, she might have stayed, but he knows in his heart it is not so. Those who care about him say, if you stay at a bus stop a bus will stop, but, it isn´t not going his way. Unrequested love is like diabetes he has to accept and go on with the business of living, after all, sadness makes a person more understanding to other people’s problem.

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