What is love
What is love Is it what people really say it is Do you love someone because of their looks Or do you love someone because they love you Do you really know the meaning of love People will say I love you just to have sex with you Is it love or lust How do you know you love someone without knowing what love feels like If you really love someone why do you keep hurting them Telling them you love them but you still doing things to hurt them Do you know that you are ruining them They wouldn't believe in love anymore Love is important You need someone you can count on someone who would be their for you Someone who you trust When you love someone you would die for them, provide for them, do everything you can for them, always trust them Before you say I love you You have to ask yourself what is love and Is it really love
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