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Single Status Update
As I hope you know, St. Valentine's day is tomorrow. Naturally, I wrote my girlfriend a poem, and I desperately need it edited. I hope this isn't to much to ask.
what is love?
Love is the feeling of falling,
The flying feeling of weightlessness,
And the fear of loss at any moment.
Love is the time before dawn,
The sky growing more beautiful by the moment,
And the silence, intentional and calm.
Love is the meaning of life,
The ups and downs that define it,
The moments of pure joy and utter sadness.
He was right, she is beautiful,
She is kind, and caring and smart,
I love you to the stars and back Kate,
Don't ever forget that.
"He was right, she is beautiful," He, is her late grandfather, this is a refrence to his last words, looking at a picture of her.
BTW I will post this tomorrow