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what is "LOVE"?

it's the way she softens her voice when she tells me she loves me. it's the way she's not here but i feel her. how she has my heart, and i have hers. how i was broken and she mended me. how i intend to do the same for her. it's how every love song now has meaning. and the valentines day decorations don't make me wanna cry. she gives me something to look forward to. she gives me purpose. it's the way i reply her voicemails. and go blank on her text. even though no ones here, i'm not alone. it's how i don't have to try to smile. and no matter how hard i try theres no getting her off my mind. it's the way i love her and she loves me too. and the way i'd die if i ever lost that. that's love....
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maria-julianna-francesca-masca
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Jan 17, 2011
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By: Maria Julianna Francesca Mascara

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