True love is not a competition, it is a partnership of compromise, acceptance, apology, silence, laughter, tears and ultimate pleasures. There is no way of measuring love and one should not be compared to another. We must always be prepared for the unexpected, the conundrum of conundrums. Love is not selfish, it is sacrifice, giving, receiving and so many hugs through all the fears and often tears.
Always, Frankie.
-Q-
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