Never stop loving.
Loving is part of life's beauty.
Of its details in life.
To always keep following its path.
The eternal road of love and happiness.
Never stop imagining your partner's hand in yours.
To give her the love she deserves,
Of a man floating in her eyes.
Not knowing the time or place.
Just floating and dreaming of every day.
It's life love, the strongest thing ever.
You just can't forget the one you love.
or what is the meaning of love?
You can keep dreaming every day of your love.
Just keep loving and being with the one you love.
And you will never be unhappy.
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