Love
I come home excited
I have good news
I wait for you in anticipation
Grinning from ear to ear
You come home and I'm elated
But
Your face is sullen
Your shoulders are slumped
Your aura is sad
And without a word
I hug you
It'll be alright
I love you
Love means we share the sadness with the happiness.
Love is sometimes sacrafice.
Love transcends words.
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