All love is sweet. Given or returned. Common as light is love, and its familiar voice wearies not ever....they who inspire it are most fortunate, as I am now, but those who feel it most are happier still.
Think of me, you know that I should be with you if I could, I will come around to see you once in a while or if I ever neeed a reason to smile, And spend the night if you think I should…
If the people we love are stolen away from us the only way to have them live on is to never stop lovin’them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever…
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