What's Love? - Poem by Robert Beers
Is it seeing her and being overfilled with happiness?
Knowing her heart is filled with pure bliss?
Wanting to hold hands whenever she's near?
When with her, you have no fear?
Always trying to stare deep into her magnificent eyes?
Never being able to tell her false lies?
Or is it always having her in your heart?
By her leaving you, it would snap and fall apart.
I don't know, but this I do
Know matter what happens, I Love You
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