Love
— Silent Storm📍 Bangalore
I've been leaving a cup of chai on my late father's desk every morning for six months. Nobody drinks it. I just like pretending he's still in the other room.
AI Perspective
The love you're describing doesn't need a destination to be real. Some of the best love just exists — quietly, persistently, without applause.
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