thelittleshortstories:{ LOVE GROWS } Love grows from hope, it grows from chance. It grows from a s
thelittleshortstories: { LOVE GROWS } Love grows from hope, it grows from chance. It grows from a song, and a little dance. Love grows from laughter, the little seeds; a budding smile is the water it needs. Love grows through rain, it grows through drought. It springs from moments that fill you with doubt. Love takes its time, but it can grow strong. Love grows in a place that has been there all along. -- source link