Love
What is love? Sometimes it's truly hard to explain. It's something we feel. It is, however, not classified as pain. As my tears run down my face as if it were rain. I knew this was love, but sometimes it seems strange. You always make me smile and feel bubbly inside. You make my heart melt and sometimes make me cry. I can only imagine how life will be without you by my side. It feels like a dagger that would have stabbed me inside. A moment with you I will never regret. I feel only time will tell if this all fails. I only hope it ends with beauty inside that forever sails.
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