True Love Is...
True love, is neverending,
It’s keeping a promise, and never bending,
It’s always real, never pretending,
It’s always kind, and never offending,
It’s being where you're needed, always attending,
It's worth all the money, and time you'll be spending,
It's worth being cold, due to the jackets you're lending,
It's worth staying up, for all the texts you'll be sending
And it's continuously growing, forever extending.
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