What Love Is
I thought I knew love, but now I know I didn't
I thought I lost the true meaning but really is was never hidden.
Most people think of love as holding hands and kissing
But there's something bigger that their meaning is missing.
Love is patient, love is kind, love doesn't change its mind
Its not prideful, it never boasts
Love doesn't live off a host
It doesn't hold grudges, it never judges, when met with hate it never budges, love has no crutches, cause love is nothing... we deserve.
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