Scales of Faith

I think the scariest thing about love is knowing that it is in the nature of our species to change; that time weathers us like branches, bending us to either entwine or spread so far that we threaten to snap. That is what makes such an experience divine. Every decision made under its umbrella is equal part probability as it is faith. And the only way to reach the truth of the matter is to ride it out to the very last; desperate and hopeful that it was all worth it in the end.

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