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Nov 2014
What is the opposite of two?
A lonely me?
A lonely you?

Love is something
You cannot describe.

Like the look of a rose,
The smell of the rain,
The feeling of forever.

It frees me from all the pain.

Dreaming of you,
It makes my night worthwhile.

Thinking of you,
It makes me smile.

Being with you,
It's the best thing ever.

Loving you,
Is something I will do forever.
Crístál Válęntíná
Written by
Crístál Válęntíná  New York
(New York)   
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