Love is when you hold on, even though you know he’s gone…when you are happy for him even though it’s not how you wanted it to be…loves when a person always stays with you, memories that never fade, but only let us grow and learn the beauty of love and its ways. It’s when you hear love songs and remember him. It’s the look on your face when someone mentions his name, love is the most beautiful thing in the world, and never fails to disappoint me…that’s love.
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