When you're in love, you can't help
but think about that person, every
hour, of everyday. It's then, when
your thoughts, will run away. All
you remember, is the warm feelings,
evoked, deep down inside. How then,
can you possibly, cast it, aside? You
still feel their loving embrace, the tender
kiss, upon your face, with every breath
you take. This, most definitely is love,
there is no mistake! You've never felt,
so happy before and would fly, like a
bird, if you had wings. When you're in
love, this, is one of those foolish things!
Experiencing, all these wonderful
moments, is just impossible, to take
note. But one thing is for sure, being in
love, in every way, gets my vote!
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