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Love is affection that lives in the heart,
Sometimes most realized when we’re apart.

There is a kind of love for parents and siblings,
When thought about, it brings a comfortable feeling.

There from birth, and continuing as a child, 
Bring comfort when you got riled.

As teenagers, we can’t wait to be on our own, 
Never consider the comforts of our loving home.

And when you’re feeling unsure and all alone,
The feelings that comforted you from home are gone.

We may never think of the love we share, 
If it’s untested and always been there.

This emotion never really weighs on your mind, 
Until its absence, and you think of those left behind.

Your mother, father, and your siblings too,
In their absence will enlighten you.

To the loving home you used to share, 
When you moved so far away from there.

Then there is the kind of love you share with your spouse,
The greatest kind of love, there is no doubt.

First, you fell in love and knew they were the one, 
And it was the greatest love you had ever known.

And if you’re lucky, you’ll find out one day, 
You love this person more than words can say.

Being "in love" is a flame that starts to ignite, 
A feeling so profound, it fills you with light. 

It’s the first glance, the touch of a hand, 
The promise of a future you can’t fully understand.

"In love" is the thrill of every new day, 
An adventure together, come what may.

It’s the shared dreams, and whispered fears,
Building a life that outlasts the years.

Then comes the stage of loving even more, 
A deeper connection, reaching the core. 

It's waking each day, with gratitude anew, 
For the one who stands beside you, steady and true.

It’s the silent support in the darkest night,
The shared laughter in the morning light.

It's knowing each flaw, yet loving each one, 
Finding perfection in imperfection, a journey begun.

Loving more than words can say,
It is a bond that strengthens every day.

It's the unspoken trust and understanding glance, 
The second chances, the forgiving dance.

It’s holding their hand when the road gets tough,
Believing in each other when times are rough. 

It’s joy in the mundane, the comfort in the routine, 
The shared moments that build the unseen.

In the end, love and being in love blend, 
Creating a story that has no end.

For love is eternal, ever-growing, ever bright,
A symphony of hearts, dancing in the light.
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