A room full of love. Not just love, light, cheeriness and pink. A room filled with love, with people, with cheers, with laughter and with honesty. Saturated with goodwill and compassion towards all in every corner.
Love. It’s inside the drinks, the cakes and the hearts of the room. Nothing left empty and everything overflows with joy.
The air is thick and heavy. Its pleasant scents and wonderful aromas overpowering not just noses but eyes, ears, skin and tongue. Its thickness is so much that it’s almost there. It’s almost there and you almost drown as you bathe in it. It’s so powerful, so moving, so sweet and to me, it simply sickens.
A room full of love. So brightly colored that it hurts and blinds, so loud and noisy that I might go deaf, so sweetly scented and sweetly thick that I’d throw it all up and out, so powerful and so real and dense that I’d drown before I’d suffocate.
A room full of love. People in the room smile, laugh and cheer. They love, they care and they’re at peace. Nothing else could be so boring and so dull. That’s a room full of love.
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