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its more than what it seems


                                               Love isn’t just a simply three words

                                                  Nor is it the things he buys you

                                  It’s not waiting for him to text you back because he fell asleep

                                  It's not love when he still goes out to bars with friends

                                                Love isn’t smelling perfume on him

                                                 Love isn’t a continuous apology

                                    It isn’t worry if he's gonna come home sober

                        Love isn’t weekly visits to the hospital  because a mysterious injury

                              Those pretty words he says too make you think he cares

                         No, love is pure like a white rose on a breezy spring morning

                                   Love doesn’t make you feel like you're crazy

                                         It’s not crying in your room  everyday

                          Love isn’t holding on too a person who wants to be free

                            When it's love it understanding of the other person

                              Its respect of their body it's the acceptance of that individual

                                              Love is inspiration to be a better person  

                                          The way there eyes are only fixated on you

                          It's though did you eat ?, Are you safe ? text that mean the most

                It's the smallest action walking on the side where the cars are passing so you live

                         Love is wanting happiness for that person no matter what happens

                       It's the moment of laughter when time stops, They make time stop

                                                                Love is home

 
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