When I think about first love I think about extremes.
The first picture is one of extreme happiness: That ecstatic feeling you get while quietly watching the stars.
The second one is about extreme sadness. Like this tree, you feel cut in half, the other part is missing.
But branches always grow back.
by Catherine Lemble
http://www.catherinelemble.com/
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