Love is
Love is patience and kind.
Something that will stand against throughout all time.
It is infinite and full of warm embraces.
If not handled carefully can leave broken traces.
Love is also a promise
But a pormise that is often missed.
People have forgotten what is love
That they throw it away from above.
Until its faraway and it's finally done.
It's not until its been thrown away
That they realize what they lost.
Sad thing is, it was a great loss.
Love comes in many shapes and forms,
No matter how many times it feels like its been torn.
Be it a friend, family member, teacher, stranger or lover.
Love will be here for all eternity.
Now tell me.
Can you see love?
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