Love isn't always good right?


What I know about love is,
when grandma is willing to make a new soup for grandpa because the soup she made at the beginning was very salty.

 When the baker's uncle was willing to share his favorite bread for a girl who diligently brought milk in the morning and often passed him bakery.

 When father ceaselessly praised the beauty of the mother in front of everyone.

 When the young boy gave up his jacket as the protector to girl when rainy comes.

 But,
i confused about what I don't know about love; 

 when my mom always crying, when my little sister always ask about my father.

 when my friend, always sentimental when her boyfriend don't give her notifications.

 and, when the sadness always stand behind the beauty of love?

 I ask myself, once, twice; love isn't always good right?

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