Love is when you think of nothing else but the one person. When you look at the moon and
think what could they be doing? Love is loving that person no matter
how poor, ugly he or she may be to others. Love is when the years pass
and you still get speechless and can't talk. Love is wanting or
comparing everyone else to that person. Love makes you talk to yourself
and makes you cry to think you are not the one for him or her. Love is
letting him or her go if that is what makes them happy and it makes you
sad. Love is wonderful if it is given back but can be miserable if the
feeling is not mutual. Love does not stop and you can't turn it on and
off like a switch light. When love hits you age has nothing to do with it.
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