We ask if we love.
We asked if we fell in love.
We don't know that we're living in love.
Even when we don't think we are in love,.
Because love is in our hearts.
We live in love every day.
With every moment we live, we love.
It's not when we find love.
We are living in love without even knowing it.
Because it's in the sky, we breathe it every day.
We feel it when the air touches our body.
When we look at the sun, we remember our love.
So it's not just about seeing our love because they are always with us.
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Awww, this was so sweet! Loved your poem!