"Love is like grass. If you fall on it it may leave a stain and some temporary pain. But you'll get over the pain, it will eventually stop hurting. Now maybe that stain ruined your favourite pair of jeans, or maybe it was nothing special that was ruined, but either way that stain remains there. And with time it will begin to fade, but it will always be there, a permanent reminder that you, too, once fell."
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