I love you
(I'm going to make another part of this soon) enjoy. I love you is something more than just that To explain love you'd have to have trust If there's no trust then there's most certainly going to be a hard time loving Love isn't easy and all those cheesy movies Love is hard work, even if you're tired Love is putting them as a priority, sometimes even before yourself And it's crazy, love can hurt you; leave you guessing and questioning what's to come Love can forgive, love can resent and sin But to begin this love everyone seems to want so much, you have to love yourself first That's the hardest part; to love what you look at in the mirror To truly see your flaws before another's And to grow from there That's something that can not only help you but your soon to be love You have to believe in yourself Give yourself a chance to love itself back And, then I believe love will come easier That doesn't mean there won't be any problems, no matter what we do there will always be problems Remember that love doesn't try and change you It doesn't make you feel alone It's supposed to make you feel less alone Like this one person understands everything about you They know the flaws, you know there's And yet their still here to care To grow together is to love truly Improve yourself, know the worth you have Love unconditionally because you never know when that love is going to leave
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