Kurtia
Love is
when you come inside and there is some hot chocolate.
when there is a hug waiting around every corner
when there is a good night kiss
when there is a caring voice
Family, Friends and Lovers.
But when it comes down to it all Love truly is is;
Being with someone that is important to you.
That is all it is.
And ever will be, cannot be replaced by Physicality.
Love is fot you and him, only.
The End
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