Love is such an amazing word.
It's full of hope and emotions.
Hope of being happy all our lives.
Of never being sad again.
Never saying to somebody we don't love them.
Because love makes us happy.
It makes us feel the beauty of love.
To always stay with the right person, the person that makes us happy.
And feel that we are their true love.
The partner that makes us feel the beauty of love.
Because love is one of a kind.
And we could never forget it.
Or never say that love isn't part of our lives.
Because love is one of a kind and amazing.
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