Young love is ever so fascinating, being so carefree and reckless. It creates the stories of a lifetime, and it sends them through the trials to make their love stronger than ever before. It is, however, merely a spark of the fiery flame of an old love.
Old love is the beautiful calm waters on the dawn of one’s anniversary. Their carelessness has melted away, only to reveal the genuine care and tenderness they hold for the other person.
Young love is, indeed, the making of true love. However, what makes old love so special, is the fact that they have loved each other for so long that they have begun to understand the love the other person has for them.
Young love is willing to die to let the other be happy. Old love is living longer than the other, so they don’t have to grieve the loss of them.
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Beautiful! I love the way you contrast the energetic, passionate side of “young love” with the tender, enduring side of “old love.”