Octaves of love
Love is beautiful, it is kind and caring
Love is unconditional, it is looking after and being looked after
Every fight, every argument is a strength
It can make or break a relationship
Until it becomes too much, too many fights, too many arguments
Yet not enough love shared, love shifts
It turns to betrayals , it turns to pain
Love can be the best and worst, it can destroy a person but also heal
Love can happen in many forms, but love can be strength and weakness
Yet everyone loves, it is inevitable.
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