A Love to Live for
I grew fond of this type of love.
The love that cared far beyond the world’s end.
The type of love that not only held your heart, but guarded it.
A love that set your soul on fire.
This type of love isn’t found, it is given to you.
In pieces of smiles, laughs and moments of joy.
This love is pure and healthy.
It helps, but doesn’t hurt.
It gives more than it asks.
It’s honorable even at it’s weakest times.
Tell me you haven’t felt this love before.
I’ll simply say, you haven’t lived before
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