When life seems to get us down,
the thing that sees us through
Is thinking of the ones we love
and those who love us, too.
Love is strong yet delicate,
it can be broken.
To truly love is to understand this,
to be in love is to respect this.
Love feels no burden
Thinks nothing of trouble,
Attempts what is above its strength,
Pleads no excuse of impossibilty...
It is therefore able to undertake all things,
And it completes many things,
And warrants them to take affect,
Where he who does not love would faint & lie down.
Love is watchful & sleeping,slumbereth not.
Though weary,it is not tired;
Though pressed,it is not straitened;
Though alarmed,it is not confounded...
Love,the key that unlocks the bars of impossibility,
like a river,will cut a new path whenever it meets an obstacle...
A decision not an emotion or feeling that if,
made from the heart will outcast anything...
There is only one happiness in life, to love & to be loved.
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