Windows of the heart If the eyes are the windows to our heart, then why can we not see. Why must we learn thru pain of being apart, if love is as pure as it may be. How can we know if this love is really true, if the windows to our heart are painted blue. So many times we have found true love , as deep as the blue of the sky above. But only to learn that yet once again, real true love has no kind of shame.Birth sign: Virgo
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