You don't fear love; you embrace it.
You don't say I love.
You say I am in love.
You don't wait for a moment to feel the full potential of love.
You feel it immediately after a look at the person you love's eyes.
Love isn't just a word.
It's more than that.
It's not just a feeling; it's more than that.
It's a part of our lives.
It's a part of who we think we love and want to be in love with.
It could change our lives if we live it the right way.
If we live it with all our potential.
If we truly love.
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