To love.
Or to be in love.
To be the person that your partner dreams of.
Or to be the person who stands in their way.
Love is to stay. Love is to be free.
To always look forward.
And be dreaming of being next to them.
Because love never ends.
Love never stops being love.
Whatever happens, always be in love.
Whatever happens, always look at your love.
Never stop loving.
Never stop being in love.
Because love is beautiful.
And we will always stay in our love circle.
Because you can never forget your love.
You can never forget the one you love.
As they become part of our lives.
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