Once there were two friends, Love and Respect. They considered themselves equal and inseparable. But deep down, Love secretly felt superior. Respect always felt this strain on their friendship. It chose to remain quiet.
Years passed. Lives changed. Love crumpled in the tough tides of time. It’s skin sagged and limbs trembled. It lay shaking in its feeble condition, as life’s clock ticked into oblivion. It longed for its soul-mate. Respect.
Love had gone far in life. Perhaps too far. And once it crossed the sacred realms of its existence , it began to burn in its own hateful fire.
And that’s how Love was lost, forever. For now it knew what it meant to lose Respect.
Very nice job, N! Each is incomplete without the other.
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