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This is love


Going in your hot tub,

cooking for and with each other.

Now that is love.

 

the goo goo dolls show,

blindfolding me to surprise me,

Now that is love.

 

teasing each other about mistakes,

laughing about the dumbest things.

Now that is love.

 

hanging out every weekend and every Thursday,

tickling me even though I hate it.

Now that is love.

 

How do I know this is love you ask?

because it's what makes us, us.

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