Love Is - Poem by Lynn Jackson
Love is pain, or is it. Does love make you wish you never have met and save you all the fret. That the relationship has brung over the years when you think about all the memories and your eyes fill up with tears.
Love is pain, or is it. Do you smile at the crazy fights you have had or think back of how silly or sad, that most of them were. Sitting back now wondering what it all could have been, if we only knew now what we should have known then. That love is and just that simple and plain to see, that real love is pain free.
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