The tree gives fruits.
As the tree of love gives endless love.
The love that will not stop at a certain season.
The fruits that they will always grow despite how much we consume of them.
It will keep giving love.
Especially for that one person in our life.
Especially for that one person we can't tend to forget.
The person that we can't live without.
That one person to whom we will give all the fruits in our tree of love.
That we will tell them to always peak the fruits and take care of them.
To always water the tree.
As it's watered from their love for us.
To be our sun when we need heat.
As their words will give us strength to love more.
As their love is our opportunity to give more love.
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