Looking at these redwood trees which are more than a thousand years old, i'm feeling small.
For all the people and things that I feel important in my entire life, they aren't comparable to these trees at all.
My life is just like a blink of the eye, not even enough to form a tree ring on them.
So, why should I care... and why should I love?
It's complicated, and I'm confused.
(P.S. I miss you, but you just don't give a shit...?)
Love - Priscilla Ahn (John Lennon Cover)
Love is real, real is love
Love is feeling, feeling love
Love is wanting to be loved
Love is touch, touch is love
Love is reaching, reaching love
Love is asking to be loved
Love is you
You and me
Love is knowing
We can be
Love is free, free is love
Love is living, living love
Love is needing to be loved
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