forever, evah?

if there is a forever then why do we need love to bind us together. if there was no death then how would we live with ourselves. my flower would not smell as sweet or feel so delicate and her petals would not scream for care. tending her would not be soaked in necessity of something so rare. what are the mechanics inside me making me hold her in my thoughts, like i would hold a rose. close enough to feel and loose enough to not get stung.

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