Love needs Effort, not Magic

Relationships are like sandcastles, hard to maintain. That's why most times I hope for some magic to happen. But I'm not a wizard and I got no magic wand to solve my problems. So I use my second best option - hard work. I put my efforts to rebuild my broken sandcastles. Even though I know, with another wave, these fragile things are gonna shatter to pieces again. Breaking down is their nature and building them is my hobby. I won't let them fade into beach sand. Because they are all mine. They are my precious sandcastles. 




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