Edith PattouThat's the trouble with loving a wild thing: You're always left watching the door.
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Love is often a painful experience. Love can be overwhelming when you are in the throes of it, especially if you are involved with someone who is not willing to make sacrifices for your love. You are left watching the door waiting for him or her to come back into your life.
Source: East
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