Is this true Love?


Once there were two butterfiles....

Boy Butterfly: Let's play a small game within us

Girl Butterfly: OK

Boy Butterfly: The one who sits in this flower tomorrow early in the
morning.....that one loves the other one more.....

Girl Butterfly: OK

Next morning, the boy butterfly waits for the flower to open so that he can sit before the girl butterfly does......

Finally, the flower opened.....

What did he see.....?????........

The girl butterfly had died inside the flower.....

She stayed there all night......so that early in the morning......as
soon as she sees him.......she can fly to him and tell him how much she loved him........


This is true LOVE....





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