Her love for him was almost like a pain in itself.

Catherine Cookson
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Her love for him was almost like a pain in itself. This is a very strange quote that describes the love of a person for another person. The pain can be very painful, but, it can also be very pleasurable. A person who loves another person will feel an intense pain when they are not with that person or when they are away from them.

However, there is also pleasure in the love. Love is strange because it can make you feel pain, but, it can also make you feel pleasure too.

Source: Feathers In The Fire

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