love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new. so, love doesn't sit still in place like a rock; it needs to be made over and over again, like bread. if you leave it to others' mercy, if you don't care for it, if you don't put in the effort, it'll go to waste. it's like sourdough starter, you have to keep feeding it constantly. if you can't take care of it, don't even get involved, go buy some lavash from the store or something.
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