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The rose, symbol of love so mentioned countless times in poems.

Young love may shine when exposed, as though diamonds which luster show after cutting the quartz ore that it was before.

When love comes in trickles, we crave for more, the consummation.

Upon failing, the world seems to close in on you, and the sky seems seems to fall down.

Sometimes the record low of love and fortune in your life happen simultaneously.

Memories of teenage love always remain. For that was the time for naive expectations and wistful aspirations.

A woman has only to retain her sweetness to be admirable.

You and me, will always be a part of a memory. Certain memories will be enshrined in our consciousness, while others will be suppressed or ignored.