love given is never lost.
Not a single kind gesture,
not a single selfless act
was ever wasted.
Even if it wasn’t received the way I hoped.
Even if it didn’t come back the way I gave it.
It all mattered.
It all planted something.
And it was never in vain.
Every ounce of love I poured out
was part of something greater—
a purpose bigger than just me.
Raw.Real.Recovered. 
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