Love is strong.
And is never to be forgotten.
Just love from your heart.
And never forget.
How much do you love and care for your love?
It's a destination that we go to.
With a filled heart of emotions and care.
It should be our destination with what we say.
Love isn't just a word.
It's more than that.
Love isn't just what we see.
It's more than that.
It's the ability to love and be in love.
It's the ability to be happy every time,
We love, miss, and say we love.
It's our life choices that make us happy.
And it makes us true lovers.
About the Creator
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Keep reading
More stories from Joe Bou Khalil and writers in Poets and other communities.
Message Me Afterwards
>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
By D. J. Reddall5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Hehe, lovely.